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Apr. 2nd, 2025 01:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wyld_dandelyonI hate doing taxes!
Part of what I hate is having to chase down one or more forms I didn't get in the mail. I'm on the third day of waiting for a particular form. It's so frustrating. Call and ask for one form and finally I got something, but not the right something. So I call my guy, and he says he sent it. No, it was this other form, not the 1099. Ok, I'll order it first thing in the morning; they're closed now. Sheesh. This morning, he still hadn't received them, so I'm spinning my wheels on that while the "horrible tax-paperwork anxiety" is ongoing, making it hard to do anything else.
This year, the tax anxiety is lessened, I think, by the general anxiety of watching people try to destroy this country's government, which is partially offset by the anxiety that the IRS will be too damaged to send refunds. Ugh.
Thinking/writing about it doesn't help.
So I'll return to talking about gardening. We got out and planted more peas, and spinach, beets, and turnips. Actual turnips, not what my family always called "turnip" on Thanksgiving, which I eventually learned was rutabaga. And I did more removal of old bean, pea, and morning glory stems from the twine fence. The fence is getting old, and so there's spots I need to tie repairs into, but not yet enough that it would be faster to tear it down and tie a new length of twine fencing up. And the far end of the fence, the one that runs along the neighbor's driveway, needs some new supports, and the tomato and cucumber cages need to have stems removed. But all those things have to wait until it's not cold and raining outside.
However, the inclement (for planting more things) weather does mean that the things we already planted are getting watered, which is good.
Indoors, I have so many seedlings. I need to thin them, maybe (hopefully) tonight.
And of course, I have beta comments to write up and April's bills to pay. And I want to be doing some more recording, and I have a couple draft lyrics I want to polish and finish.
I listened to a FAWM song that I did several years ago, which I managed to sing, play tongue drum, and chimes on, but all in one track, so there's no way to mix it, and the balance isn't right, and the vocals need to be redone. So a few days ago I worked on recreating and then improving the drum part, and now it's mostly the tax paperwork that is keeping me from working on it. I need to get that all packed away and off my desk.
It's times like these that I think having a separate office for administrative stuff and fiction writing, that is not also my music studio, might be handy. But I don't have a spare computer at the moment for a separate office in the upstairs room that could potentially be that office, or spare money for getting one. And I'm used to doing stuff in the one space. Hmmmm. I guess it's something to ponder for next year.
Part of what I hate is having to chase down one or more forms I didn't get in the mail. I'm on the third day of waiting for a particular form. It's so frustrating. Call and ask for one form and finally I got something, but not the right something. So I call my guy, and he says he sent it. No, it was this other form, not the 1099. Ok, I'll order it first thing in the morning; they're closed now. Sheesh. This morning, he still hadn't received them, so I'm spinning my wheels on that while the "horrible tax-paperwork anxiety" is ongoing, making it hard to do anything else.
This year, the tax anxiety is lessened, I think, by the general anxiety of watching people try to destroy this country's government, which is partially offset by the anxiety that the IRS will be too damaged to send refunds. Ugh.
Thinking/writing about it doesn't help.
So I'll return to talking about gardening. We got out and planted more peas, and spinach, beets, and turnips. Actual turnips, not what my family always called "turnip" on Thanksgiving, which I eventually learned was rutabaga. And I did more removal of old bean, pea, and morning glory stems from the twine fence. The fence is getting old, and so there's spots I need to tie repairs into, but not yet enough that it would be faster to tear it down and tie a new length of twine fencing up. And the far end of the fence, the one that runs along the neighbor's driveway, needs some new supports, and the tomato and cucumber cages need to have stems removed. But all those things have to wait until it's not cold and raining outside.
However, the inclement (for planting more things) weather does mean that the things we already planted are getting watered, which is good.
Indoors, I have so many seedlings. I need to thin them, maybe (hopefully) tonight.
And of course, I have beta comments to write up and April's bills to pay. And I want to be doing some more recording, and I have a couple draft lyrics I want to polish and finish.
I listened to a FAWM song that I did several years ago, which I managed to sing, play tongue drum, and chimes on, but all in one track, so there's no way to mix it, and the balance isn't right, and the vocals need to be redone. So a few days ago I worked on recreating and then improving the drum part, and now it's mostly the tax paperwork that is keeping me from working on it. I need to get that all packed away and off my desk.
It's times like these that I think having a separate office for administrative stuff and fiction writing, that is not also my music studio, might be handy. But I don't have a spare computer at the moment for a separate office in the upstairs room that could potentially be that office, or spare money for getting one. And I'm used to doing stuff in the one space. Hmmmm. I guess it's something to ponder for next year.
