With one mighty bound........

Spent several hours yesterday restoring order to the chaos I had deliberately created.  I need more boxes to complete my reorganisation so until they arrive I will have to endure a modicum of mess.  However, at least I can now see (most of) the floor, and I've even reclaimed working space on my desk.

Ho hum.

So today I have to crack on with orders, which are rapidly piling up.  I'm also vaguely aware of a niggly, naggly insistent whispering in my ear......

taxreturntaxreturntaxreturntaxreturn

Yes it's coming up to my favourite time of the year again when I get to spend the best part of a whole week turning the dining room into a vast paper repository and attempt to make sense of a jumble of receipts, bank statements, PayPal invoices etc then force them into a spreadsheet whereupon they will hopefully transmogrify into a proper set of accounting figures. 

Hmmm.

The end of the tax year always creeps up on me, as stealthily as a stealthy thing.  However, I'm rashly hoping that this year I might get the year end accounts done before the extended Easter break.

I'm not holding my breath on that one though...........