Is it too late to start a post? Some would say yes. It’s 11:15am and when I’m still working on it at 3pm and behind on all I should do in a day, I might be agreeing with those people.
But…yesterday, I did paperwork – like, all day – and then again for two hours this morning. Wah. I deserve a break, don’t you think? That is a lot of time spent on something I really don’t like doing. Am I right?
Yes, I’m right. I just wish I could feel right.
You see, paperwork is kind of like housework for me. It’s this illusive, slippery matter that slips through my fingers, no tail in sight. Anytime I hear anyone say, “Oh my goodness, I cleaned all morning. It feels so good to be finished!” I can’t help but ask, “Finished? How are you finished? Where do you get one of these houses you can clean and actually be done at some point?”
Because, I for one, am never finished cleaning.
Except, I don’t mind cleaning. I like the smells and the scents, the sparkle and the shine. It’s relaxing. It’s satisfying. It’s visual.
Paperwork? Not so much. It’s not pretty. It’s not creative. (Well, not in any legal way) There’s very little smell. It doesn’t sparkle or shine. And I have to say, it’s anything but relaxing. I mean, shuffle, shuffle, shuffle, money, money, money, crunch, crunch, crunch, sweat, sweat, swear sweat.
and…
Do I need to keep this bill? Can I write that off? Did pay my property tax? What do I do with this? Will this come back to haunt me?
No bliss about, I tell you.
There are some things we have to do and some things we want to do. For me, writing is definitely both of those, so why does it always come one hundred and sixty fourth on the list?
But even at 164, it’ll happen. Although sometimes it means serving up an undercooked post like this one. Just take a Tums before reading and it won’t be so upsetting.
Oops, too late.
Right there with you Hazy 😜
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Awesome…can i pass you the filing cabinet?
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You hit a chord here. I like cleaning once I’m into it and when it’s finished, but only for a few minutes because I then don’t want anyone to live in my house in the elusive hope that I’m done with cleaning:) And then two days ago, I did it. I pulled out all the paperwork from 2013 and put things into proper files and moved the files from my office to my dining room table (which is reserved for company) in anticipation of starting to prepare the 2013 income taxes. Yesterday, I stared at the foot-tall pile of files each time I walked through the room feeling guilty and messy. Today, I solved the problem. I moved the pile to a chair and shoved the chair under the dining room table. Now I’m working on my novel, my blogs, my reading of excellent blogs such as Hazy Shades of Me.
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Ha ha! Oh, we sound so very similar. I don’t think it’s at all fair that creative people are expected to deal with stuff like that! I’m mean HST remittance? What the…?! ;0)
Thanks to you, mine has all been moved to the dining room. Out. Of. Sight.
Happy Valentine’s Day, PC!
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Oh my goodness…how did I neglect to acknowledge what I feel is the best part of your comment…excellent blogs such a HSOM?! A delicious morsel for me!! 🙂
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I only like cleaning when I’m finished. I always prefer to do other things, fun things. But as I’m a conscientious person, I do my duty, as I do like to live in a clean home.
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Good for you, Liz!
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Paperwork = yuck! I hate it, particularly around tax time 😦
Cleaning? Sometimes I feel like I’m ‘finished’ and then I turn around 😀
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LOL. It’s like looking in the mirror, Dianne!
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Never too late to start a post. If an idea hits you in the head just right then start typing! Happy V-Day!
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I (obviously) agree. ;0) Happy (belated) Valentine’s, Phil!
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Paperwork is always something I leave behind for another day, which is a day that is usually a long way off by the time I’ve finished procrastinating about it 😀 Great post 🙂
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Yeah, it’s truly my least favourite pastime. And even less of a favourite when I have to do it all at once, which is why i don’t understand the logic behind putting it off. Frustrating.
Thanks for the visit, Harliqueen!
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