Sunday, January 30, 2011
Nothing To Fear But Fear Itself...
This is me. This is me on guilt. This is me wishing my husband would let me have access to the leaf blower to let loose Rambo-style on my desk. This is me taking an entire weekend to get back on track.
While I really try to be an organized person, laziness has taken over the past few months. Luckily, I have my buddies Adrienne and Fiona kicking my fanny all the way down the guilt trail to get my act together. They say God brings people into your life for a reason. Well, these ladies make me stand a bit taller and grab everything life has to offer. However, piles of mail and other junk were getting in the way of my grabbing and we all know, piles of anything are not chic.
I have been dreading preparing this year's tax return because I knew we were going to get hammered in penalties for cashing in a 401(k). Now before I am inundated with, "Are you out of your mind?! Suze Orman would kill you!" please know I really had no other choice and if Suze wants to come after me she can either pay my mortgage or shut up. Between this dread and the growing piles taking on human characteristics, you can imagine the drain on my spirit. But no more!!
This weekend I took my spirit back. I put in a movie (actually, several movies) and went to town showing these piles just who is boss around here. I have organized everything and looking at the final result on a calendar - while sobering in a "I wish I went on a binge to feel like this" kind of way - it is not so scary anymore. Not knowing is definitely worse.
Also, I went to Turbo Tax and completed our tax return. And guess what? It's not as bad as I thought! And I had forgotten that I had adjusted my withholdings when we cashed that stinker in so we are actually getting something back. Oh, happy days!
I have reclaimed my bedroom, dining room table, kitchen counters, and my office. Granted, it wasn't as bad an episode of "Hoarders" but it wasn't good, either. And for those in the same situation, take my advice. You have nothing to fear but fear itself. The feeling of having a plan is so much better - I actually feel like a grownup.