2 down, 1 to go - TAXES!
I finished my taxes in the beginning of February, as soon as I received all my W-2 documents. Good thing too, since I had to get a root canal and crown put in March/April - my refund went towards what my insurance wouldn't pay. (I went out of network for my endodontist and had to pay up front)
Today, I realized that April 15 is approaching and I had to finish my mother and my boyfriend's taxes. Yeah, I'm good like that. I finished my mother's this morning. Tomorrow, I will probably conquer the boyfriends. He should buy me brunch, some Huevos Rancheros from Life Cafe. (That stuff is the best - Hard shelled tortillas with fried eggs, salsa, and tons of cheese on top surrounded by black beans, rice, and guac. Every time I eat that, I need to take a nap afterwards for the rest of the day.) Sigh.
Otherwise, I felt like absolute shit yesterday morning. I got progressively better, but still achy. This morning, I still feel achy on my shoulder, but much better.
Sometimes I have an existential crisis trying to reconcile what I've been doing for the last couple of years and what I am doing now. The priorities that I thought were important, related to academia, really doesn't matter anymore. My work now directly has no reward in regard to what I went to school for. This is probably normal, but I find it disturbing and have decided to stay apathetic about it all...
Today, I realized that April 15 is approaching and I had to finish my mother and my boyfriend's taxes. Yeah, I'm good like that. I finished my mother's this morning. Tomorrow, I will probably conquer the boyfriends. He should buy me brunch, some Huevos Rancheros from Life Cafe. (That stuff is the best - Hard shelled tortillas with fried eggs, salsa, and tons of cheese on top surrounded by black beans, rice, and guac. Every time I eat that, I need to take a nap afterwards for the rest of the day.) Sigh.
Otherwise, I felt like absolute shit yesterday morning. I got progressively better, but still achy. This morning, I still feel achy on my shoulder, but much better.
Sometimes I have an existential crisis trying to reconcile what I've been doing for the last couple of years and what I am doing now. The priorities that I thought were important, related to academia, really doesn't matter anymore. My work now directly has no reward in regard to what I went to school for. This is probably normal, but I find it disturbing and have decided to stay apathetic about it all...