May 22, 2016

I was at the accountants twice, in a row, in the same day. There I was carrying my shoe box back and forth. I had to go back, as somehow there was confusion, this is not an unusual occurrence, regardless of wherever I go. This time I thought I might have dragged with moi, AND at the same time, the gotten the book keeper into trouble. I was, and they are, both the accountant with several letters after his name in this avenue of study and the bookkeeper with YEARS of experience I might add,(no pun intended) were just not sure just how I got & where I did with the numbers. Neither did I.

I get frantic and anxious around numbers, this stuff in general, (diet reform too if the truth be told) and felt miserable. The conclusion, the result was, I had done better somehow than I thought did, it seems still not enough. I ended up having to pay more tax, in spite of and WITH my creative accounting, I am still not sure how all this happened,

I had I thought would be receiving enough back to cover the cost of the bookkeepers and such, but NO. Imaginative bookkeeping just confused myself and all those around me, as per usual. I baffle with complete sincerity

I have been bailing, not like hay in August, but like a little dingy on the ocean of life, the accounts, the modern way, with emails and phone calls. One such modern touch was the financial people for the prefecture, for the land tariff. The reply was “leave it alone, nothing to be done.” Onto cell phone tariff with a charge for $7.50. There is a browser option on the phone which I hit for 2.3 seconds, as I did not know how to turn it off. Thus $7,50 and tax. They were called thus another thing changes on the list of life, from call, to go. Which I did promptly. In the meantime, they discounted the bill the $7,50 plus tax, for “one time only.”

OFF we went dog in tow, to the second hand cell phone place, could not help, and back the item on the list of life went from go to call again. Paid the bill, at the pharmacy which as you all know is Lucy’s favorite place as they used to give her biscuits, but now I do so she won’t be disappointed. I pay promptly, the bill having only landed in my mailbox recently. The reason? I find however if you are not on top you are behind. AND my memory is not what it used to be. You will my dear and gentle readers be pleased, as I am that the landline bill was brought down $35 per month from a phone call to them.

Lucy Golden retriever of some repute is still going at an old girl pace. Her breathing is much more laboured and the heat, of which we will travel into the 30s make it difficult for her. However and this is of some pride I write this, she discovered MORE holes where badgers reside. SO felt, Lucy that is, it was a good short long walk, with the badgers all in a row.

After all the toting and forging, I had a nap yesterday, and I woke up with the message “it is not my fault. ” The problem is I had forgotten what the question was and why this was not my fault. People always ask me, ‘Were you funny as a child?’ Well, no, I was an accountant. Ellen DeGeneres  Moi  and Lucy