Okay guys.....I am still here (I think) and feeling a little nostalgic. First and foremost.....I am still breathing, my family still loves me and I still feel overwhelmed (even after two months without the shop! This sucks....I wish for nothing but some sense of normalcy!!).
Just to give you a sense of what life has been like around my domain, the day I buttoned up the shop was the same day my garage became inexplicably swollen (my friend Cindy told me whatever you do, do not get a storage unit. Something about a Christmas tree that ended up costing her a couple grand?). That was a horror story I did not wish to see (I hate horror stories), so I reasoned with the hubs that it would be ridiculous to entertain the idea of storing merchandise and paying anymore than what has already been paid (or owed) for any of it. I now have two paths....one to the garage door and one to the freezer, and every time I go out there I feel my blood pressure go up. Understanding why it is necessary makes it no less exasperating!
The other thing was a commitment I made to have our house painted back in June. We had scheduled this event in September thinking that, surely by then life would be at a much more normal pace and I would have plenty of time to get the house ready for some new dressing. I would equate painting to childbirth....and I'm certain I didn't sign up for that (the hubs had the big "V" along time ago....this wasn't suppose to happen G'dammit)! I also took this opportunity to upgrade all my lighting and build a soffit on the front porch.....yes, I did it and it looks frickin' fantastic (I have no shame in tooting my horn here. It was the "crowning" of the glorious event). I am still cleaning up cigarette butts from the crew but my house looks dang good.
But, looks are fleeting, particularly when another momentous occasion comes baring down on you.....TAXES. I had to open up my books and re-live the beginning of the end for the shop. So, you probably have figured out by now, I am a procrastinator. I put off filing my taxes for 2008 and filed an extension hoping some miracle would happen and they might go away. Let's just say I am a decorator.....never, ever do I remember signing up for bookkeeping 101. Hard to admit but, clearly I should have. Three weeks sitting at my dining room table pouring over receipts, sales, and purchases became a nightmare. And the clincher was, I owed!! Now, I am convinced I probably did something wrong, and I did look for help. Seems that the one recession proof profession out there would be your local neighborhood numbers guy. There was no room at the inn (office) for little ole' me. And I really, really didn't want to work with the same guy I had the previous year (mister "do not ask me questions you dumb*%#* woman....can't you see I'm busy making money"). But I had to come crawling back and take my lumps.
So, it is over for now. Still licking my wounds but, I am determined to get myself a good numbers guy or gal before the end of 2009. Perhaps, I might get back some of that self respect I mailed off on October 15th. So there it is, I had a good "poor me" weekend and am ready to shed my bathrobe, go out and do something constructive. Maybe.....oh I don't know, finish painting the molding I told my husband I would do way back when we had our house built in 97'? Did I mention I am a procrastinator?
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Glad you have survived! We need to have dinner! Give me a call.
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