It's updates to tax tables and talking customers through the same things I talk them through every year.

I've given serious thought to re-programming the phone system to automate this. My voice is hoarse from repeating the same stuff over and over.

Drinking massive amounts of bourbon and listening to a cat snore.

There's more going on in my life but hundreds of companies going through end-of-fiscal-year gyrations would make for a boring read.

Hope all of you are doing well.

That was the prior weekend here. Now it is almost 70. I've given up trying to plan on weather.

Just been away from here for so long that I'm noticing the changes. New fiscal years are horrible times for me to be social. So much grunt work.

Hmmm. What's this "Starters" doohicky?

Yes, I was. Went home. Went to bed with a book. Made it perhaps three pages in. Went out for nine hours.

Frustrates me no end the amount of energy people spend on things they have no control over when they could be expending it on the things they do have control over.

Brief visit to Twitter. See the political wailing and screaming. Realize that I have two businesses and the associated responsibilities to concern myself with. Leave.

This is quickly becoming my social media experience.

Wearing three hats with one head is something I didn't anticipate doing in my 50s. Something has to give and soon.

Good news: A week of insomnia looks to be over.
Bad news: I am at the office.

Ugh. 4 hrs and 40 minutes to go.