I find it hard sometimes to know whether I'm doing stuff I should be doing or practicing displacement when I should be doing something more important.
The other day I sorted the chaos that is my home equivalent of the intray so at least the tax stuff would be easy to find and today I decided I'd look at tax stuff. I knew I'd be delayed by not having extra pages and requiring figures from ex-business partner but it was a start.
And my bed was well past it's change date and I thought psychologically it was a good thing to do. And there's something about a freshly changed bed and clean laundry...
Not only was my tax stuff together, but so was my P60 from one of my part-time jobs - I was confident other one would be with payslips or tax file - it wasn't... Nothing for it but to go through the chaos that was the limbo of important stuff that's not yet been filed. Which resides with stuff to be kept for nostalgia and is kept company by old diaries. Quick sift didn't turn up P60, so I decided to at least send for extra pages. Discovered I could download and printoff so after getting myself lost in cyber taxworld I eventually found and copied forms and decided I earned something to eat.
Another look at tax stuff I'd got together - No second P60. Second look in tax file and payslips just in case - And Tesco and other adjascent suspension files'just in case'. Nothing for it but a proper trip to limbo which I might as well sort...Well of course I had to glance through the diaries! The breakup by my last-but-one ex as I tried to keep a stiff upper lip; the affection of my more recent ex; starting the new job; the cautious approaches and excitement of getting together with my lover; his desire just to see me when we separated; the soap that is my and everyone's life...
And so I had little piles of semi-sorted paperwork everywhere and I had to check email and feed the birds and have a break and it was great to get a phonecall from my lover and I'd been meaning to download Openoffice onto the laptop for ages and I do need to try and get that DVD to play on laptop for presentation. Perhaps today isn't the day to master the Openoffice equivalent of PowerPoint....
Well I separated documents from nostalgia and filed utility bills, mortgage info, wage slips and the rest and felt quite virtuous. Except there was now no place to hide and still no P60. Still have rest of laundry and washing up to do but I have a sense of priority as well as dislike of housework!
I decided tomorrow is another day, but I'll just have quick glance in other files and there it was - With my Tesco stuff - What a strange place for it to rematerialise itself...