We’re supposed to have one of those super awesome welcome to March roaring in like a lion days, which is fine by me. Except I have to work at the day job and won’t be able to enjoy it.
But even if I was working from home or had the morning off, I’d still be chained to the desk.
I just turned in my book to my editor in London (fingers crossed she doesn’t think it’s dreck) and now I’m doing my income taxes. Oh joy. Not!
Thankfully I’ve just about got it all together for the tax lady to slice and dice. If I’m lucky I estimated taxes right this year and won’t owe. If I’m wrong, well that scream you hear will be me.
Enjoy your day!