Deep in the January Blues Accounts at the moment. Oh. So. Dull. I wish I was one of these people who could put everything in a black plastic bin liner and dump it on my accountants desk with a dismissive shrug of ‘sort that lot out, and fast’. But I’m not.
I want to be outside with my mate:
But instead I am stuck indoors, suffering the January curse of the self-employed, buried under a mound of paperwork. It never ceases to amaze me how many paying OUT books I have, compared to paying IN books, or should that be book……
How can such titchy renovations create so many blinking receipts!!
I am drowning in documents. And slowly going mad. To the extent I thought the shredded paper looked pretty. Need to take a break….
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