It took me all day Monday to sort through the accumulate junque of the past month. Normally I do this on the FIRST Monday of the month, but I was too busy celebrating my birthday week to do it on the first.
Anyone who knows me knows that I don't like paperwork, don't like the telephone, don't like minutiae of any kind. I purposely schedule NOTHING on Mondays, so I can have the day to recover both the house and my sanity from having everyone at home during the weekend. It's my mental health day. So I really detest it when the little things of life (bill paying, cooking, laundry, taxi-driving, etc) take up my Mondays.
But I slogged on ahead. Opened, sorted, noted, balanced, paid, reconciled, filed (sort of). Planned and listed. Wrote thank-you notes and sympathy cards. Researched and tackled new health insurance application forms.
Eight hours of my life later, I was finished. Mail basket empty, ready for another month's accumulation. Creditors kept at bay for one more month. My reward was a beautifully grilled hamburger (Grumpy Guy to the rescue!), a cleaned up kitchen (thanks, kids) and a blissful 2 hours with a glass of wine, my ipod and some sock knitting.
I am woman-hear me roar.