Oh dear, how true that saying is. There is no doubt in my mind that Procrastination is indeed the thief of time. I am brilliant at procrastination - have a gold medal in it. And at no time in the year is that more evident than at the end of January, April, July and
October. Why is this so?
The answer lies in the dreaded VAT return. In order to post the VAT return on line then I have to have the ledger up to date and balanced. And in order to have the ledger up to date and balanced I have to have entered every invoice, cheque, transaction etc.
I pile them up in the "in" basket and leave it. Every time I go into the study it shouts 'look at me!' and everytime I ignore it. 'I'll do it tomorrow' becomes my mantra.
Today is crunch time. The second of February and perhaps the best day to do it. But this morning was the'First of the Month' coffee morning in our village hall. I love to go to that as it is the only opportunity for folk like me, who live slightly outside the village, to meet and chat with friends. So friend, W, came and collected me (I can't drive again at the moment, having had another, albeit very slight, attack) - I am very grateful to her for taking the trouble, so thank you W.
Now, there is a possibility that the local Hunt will be around chasing that 'Foxy-whiskered gentleman with black prick ears and sandy whiskers' as they have informed the farmer they will be in the area. And, if they come past, I don't want to miss that as I could perhaps get a good photograph for the blog.
So - maybe I will do the books in the morning. But then, we have been invited out to tea tomorrow, so perhaps Monday is a better day. And so it goes on.
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