What do they call it when everything seems to go wrong at once? Monday? Not this week. This quarterly and year-end stuff is pretty easy, actually, as long as everything balances and I donít make any mistakes. As soon as something goes kablooey, the whole house of cards collapses and Iím left in an endless loop of 52 Pick-up.
Today was about as bad as it gets, and I lost a bit of composure. Just ask the Boss, who didnít deserve the way I shouted at him over the phone. All I wanted was for him to tell those people who keep faxing things for him to me to fax them directly to him, so that my fax wasnít tied up and I could get my work done. Somehow I got the message across at full volume. I had to call him back later and apologize.
Not only was everything happening at once, but everything seemed to be going wrong. I kept making mistakes, and when I wasnít making mistakes I was finding mistakes Iíd already made. I had to let one of our employees know that a corrected W-2 was on the way, and then I couldnít find the file with the original W-2s, so I wasted an hour and a half of a perfectly good Friday afternoon tearing the place apart looking for it.
Well, yes. I did find that file. But only after giving up and sitting with my feet up for a few minutes, which turned into a couple of hours when I fell asleep in the recliner. Obviously that lack of sleep is a big part of my problem, and one I wonít be in a position to solve until January is over. (I did get some good news today when I looked at the tax return and found that because January 31 is a Saturday, the deadline is February 2. Which isnít much consolation, but is some.)