Rich took Baby away for the afternoon to visit family. Ahhh...an afternoon off. Oh, I can think of a million and one things to do to fill these sweet hours. Not the least of which is an afternoon nap. I'd also like to make myself a plate of cheeses and crackers and pickles and other delights to sample leisurely while I take in a beautiful movie. Ahh, yes. That's how I would spend this afternoon if I had my druthers.
Unfortunately, I don't.
I have to go now and work on updating my poor neglected books. This is my least favorite thing in the whole wide world. I would rather shovel poop with a spoon. Seriously.
I'm cheating right this moment by blogging instead of organizing the mountain of papers and statements and invoices. And I'm this close to saying "forget it!" because there is a scented trash bag lining the trash bin in here and I think it'll give me a headache soon. That, and these dangblasted numbers.
My kingdom for a bookkeeper.
5 comments:
Well, that scented bag liner would come in handy for the 'other' dreaded job. Tee Hee. Good luck on THE books..ugh. Maybe that plate of cheese and crackers close by will make it less dreadful. Good luck.
Good luck with those books. Ugh. I wonder what you could do to make the experience more pleasant...
...thought bubble appears above my head, I touch my forefinger to my chin and look up to the side...
...music, a plate of chocolates, someone to massage your shoulders as you work, a chorus of well-wishers chanting "You can do it, you can do it, Go Amy!"
Hope it's easier than you envisioned :)
Maybe if we combine kingdoms we could share a book keeper? I am sooo feeling your pain!
"I would rather shovel poop with a spoon".... HHmmm, now there's a catchy phrase!!! Loved it!!! I'll have to remember that as my life seems to have quite a few of those ugly tasks that could could be described this way:)
Hope you find a little *fun in the fray.....:) Debra
Sweet Amy, you forgot the WINE to go with those cheeses and crackers and chocolates! I know from experience that this truly helps one when submersed in unpleasnat tasks! (And pleasant ones, too - wine doesn't discriminate!)
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