Accounting year, that is.
The good news is it's looking good, I'm the nearest I've been to tidying up the accounts prior to the final bank statement of the year coming in than I have been for some years!
The bad news... well, yesterday's shenanigans means I spent a good bit of today and yesterday evening sorting out what I should've done before the bank closed yesterday. I was seriously diverted, for excellent reason, and I can do the appropriate lists of creditors and debtors, but I wouldn't have had to if I'd got to the bank in time!
In other musings today...
Why does Classic FM persist in using monks singing Gregorian Chant to illustrate a quiet, peaceful life?
Why does the other computer user in this house insist on having the cash till register pinging on her accounts programme? (Edited - it was a game not the till register!)
Why can some people not pronounce my real name, it's not difficult just spelt slightly unusually?
Why am I waiting?
