I don’t think anyone likes taxes, well maybe the IRS, and only when they get the money and not give it away. Everyone else, not so much. I’m just glad I don’t do my own taxes. They were a headache to do when all I needed to deal with was me, I wouldn’t even know where to begin if I had to do my business taxes for the LLC and the personal taxes with the investments. I’m not even sure how the tax preparer could figure it out.
It’s also the reason I leave the payroll in her hands. Too much work and I already have more then enough to do in a day.
So my taxes are done until next year, which makes me happy because I don’t owe much. Yay! However, by doing my taxes their were other problems raised. Like Barnes & Noble and Amazon having my personal name on their records and not my business name, Ruis Publishing (pronounced roo-esh, it’s Gaelic).
This is something that will need to be dealt with this week. Others were not so immediate. All of them will take time away from writing. As will the fact that hubby is home sick today. Could someone explain to me why men turn into weaklings when they’re sick and mom can be on her deathbed and it’s “We’re hungry, Mom! When’s dinner?” and she has to get up.
Anyhoo… I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to wonder if I’m ever going to get Death’s Lover finished. It seems there are always something more pressing that will cost me money if I don’t get it done “RIGHT THIS SECOND!” Which really sucks. Add the limiting work schedule for the last two months and the burn-out that I’m just getting over now that I’ve unplugged from every social media site, and maybe it’s not so surprising that I haven’t gotten much done in the book writing department. Or been all that interested in running my business.
Sadly, it means catching up while not losing sight of my priorities. Which are kids and hubby, then writing, then business, and lastly cover design for anyone interested. Social media is out for the moment. Other than blogging my Working Notes here and adding bonus features to the series pages, I’m not keeping to any schedule. It’s just not possible.
And yes I know there are women who can write, have families, blog, have a job, keep a spotless house, and join every social media site there is. I’m happy for them and am impressed. It isn’t me and if there is one thing I’ve learned, going against who I am doesn’t make me happy and it’s not healthy. I’d rather be true to myself.