It is April 24th. The sun is shining, there is not a cloud in the sky and all I want to do is to be outside basking in the glory of it.
Sitting at my dining room table completely surrounded by hours and hours of work. A year of receipts, unopened mail and scraps of paper that could potentially save me hundreds of dollars on my taxes.
Every year I promise myself that it will be different. That I will stay uber-organized so that tax-time is a breeze. I promise myself that receipts will be filed in their appropriate places and it will just be a matter of handing my neat little piles over to the accountant.
But, somehow, by the end of May, the urgency fades and the impetus to keep to my system feels less sexy and compelling.
Maybe this year will be the one that I stay on top of…hmmmmmmm! 🙂