I have until Wednesday. It's the taxes. I don't understand why it has to be so complicated. The sad thing is, I am more than equipped for the job, but I have to fight off the pull of a sad and needy little child to have access to my 'equipment'. I need all of my equipment. I have new forms that I did not have last year and everything is different from when I last had active trading to report. Tax aside, this is basically a good thing as the bottom line here has improved drastically on all fronts. I've been diligent, you see. I would celebrate, but... first I must get through this.
Please child, take a nap. Please, oh please... Please don't pull me down. I'm trying to take care of you and of all of us. Please don't battle with me. I did not set the deadline, but I must adhere to it. Sleep, now. Please sleep.
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You can do it, Lynn. :) It's going to work.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lawyerchik. I'm almost finished.
ReplyDeleteI am glad you got it finished. The taxman gives no leeway.
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