Yesterday I was stacked with work. Not fun work but the work that I save for the very last, the work that I dread doing. As I sat before my computer, a full plate of minutiae to tackle, I found my mind wandering to the hundred and two other insanely important things I needed to accomplish which had to wait because of the startlingly important, aforementioned minutiae.
After four weeks of begging and pleading with every family member to watch my wired son, I was faced with yet another week of finding daycare for my boy. My bank account hadn’t been reconciled by the weekend when I logged on to the website to pay my mortgage like a good little soldier. So, Monday morning my thoughts turned to the dread of, “Exactly how much money do I have left?” I have several family tax returns still to finish, my dearest friend Frenchie’s birthday was imminently close (That’s today!!!), and I couldn’t keep my mind focused on that crap on my desk!
Every time I get stuck on one more of those “Does section 103 C apply in this situation and if so and there is a significant departure from GAAP have you addressed this with the client, made the appropriate notations, written the disclosures and gotten a note from your mother?” I found myself....drum roll please….back online looking at my damned 360 page! Why can’t I keep my mind focused on this stuff? Could it be that I’m just not meant for this?
Many of my clients say I have a gift for it. I can easily get to the heart of their problem, make light of it, converse with them in a way that makes accounting understandable and yet sometimes it drives me completely batty. There are a few accountants I know that fall into the ‘bean counter’ variety. They love those damned checklists and thrive on driving the rest of us bananas with SSARS regulations. I’m just not cut out for it. I find my brain turning to mush. I doubt my own intelligence at times like these. Why can’t I just stay focused? I know it takes diligence not to fade off when the going gets tough but at times I can’t even force myself.
I won’t even throw in the, “But I’m artistic, I’m not meant for this minutiae.” That’s a big helping of self justification and I know I excel at that skill. We all have the fun things in life and the drudgery. I just need to suck it up and get it done.
Yesterday, I put up a list of topics and by far the desire is for personal stories and experiences. I’m pretty certain this load of whining is not what was in mind, but that’s what is on my plate for today. If I were a cat, I’d be making that obnoxious sound that gets a boot hefted at them in the middle of the night.
Okay, focus... focus… focus. Lather, rinse, and repeat. Ugh!
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