As far as the paperwork goes, Iím pretty sure Iím ready for my home invasion tomorrow. That doesnít mean there wonít be things the auditor asks that I have to scramble for answers to, but as always Iíve tried to anticipate anything she might need. So why am I nervous about it? Well, thatís just me, I guess. Iím a worrier, whether it helps or not.
Actually, I thought I was ready even yesterday, but then I sat bolt upright in bed in the middle of the night. (It was really 4:00 am, which isnít the middle of the night if you were raised on a farm, I guess, but it sure is to me.) I remembered that the other auditor (the real one) had been concerned about the employees who were paid at two different rates, because we get to pay a lower workersí comp premium on payroll paid at the higher rate. He didnít think Iíd recorded the different rates as precisely as I should have, but I gave him the information he needed and we moved on from there.
Suddenly, at 4:00 am this morning (or last night, if you want to put it that way), I thought of a solution. I hadnít been looking for a solution, because I know I can always drag out the time cards if the question comes up. But my brain decided to work out a fairly simple spreadsheet that would give the auditor all the details, and maybe make the audit go a little faster. My brain somehow managed to do this at four oíclock in the freaking morning.
Since I wasnít sleeping anyway, despite the ridiculous hour, my first instinct was to get up and do the spreadsheet right then. But I talked myself into staying in bed and trying to block it out of my mind. It must have worked, because I woke up again four hours later and had the spreadsheet done before I shaved or showered or anything. Youíd think Iíd have been so jazzed about it that I had a really good day, right? Well, thereís something about an interrupted nightís sleep and all that worry and stress that takes a lot out of a person. I had a hard time coping, but Iím sure it will all be better tomorrow, after the ordeal is over.