This month of July is eating me alive. Every morning I wake up and stare into the void. I have a to-do list that keeps getting longer while the time keeps getting shorter. Itís kind of paralyzing when thereís so much to do youíre afraid to get started. The more work there is, the less I get done; itís one of those unnatural laws.
Part of the panicky feeling comes from not being able to let everything come down to its deadline, the way I usually do. I can get things done because I have to, unless thereís so much to do that it canít all be done at the last minute. I probably should have disciplined myself not to rely so much on deadlines, but itís always worked in the past. Now I have no choice but to manage my time better.
The big problem is that this is the first July when I have two companies to account for instead of just one. The Kennel accounting is much simpler than what I do for the construction company, but itís also completely different from anything Iíve ever done before. I have to create from scratch the systems and spreadsheets that will eventually make things go more smoothly. But this year, nothing is going smoothly.
July isnít just another month when quarterly taxes are due. Itís also the month when the insurance company decides it wants to look at my books. I have an auditor coming to my house next Monday, and Iím not nearly ready for him. The books arenít ready, and the house really isnít ready. My weekend will be spent dusting and vacuuming and cleaning up the spreadsheets. And hoping against hope that the Boss leaves me alone, for once.