Friday, September 18, 2015

Friday, dripping

     Yesterday was plain awful, you can say that again, YESTERDAY WAS PLAIN AWFUL.  I am singing my Annie song.  Actually other than having a bad cold coming on you all know the three days coming, three days there, three days gone it was just and emotional train wreck.  Well I am in the third day of the coming. Yesterday was the second day.

     I started out with an early morning visit to the new accountant and the news was not what I wanted to hear.  She is a specialist in non profits and she was very discouraging in me wanting to go non profit.  She was kind, and informed and gave very good advice.  I just wish I had, had that advice when I came up with this nice plan.  I swear all the people I have talked to that have served on boards seemed to think that this was a great idea and it was, just tax wise and government (fed ) wise not so easy.  The accountant really questioned me about my reasons and goals and just did not think it was all that great a fit for my goals down the line.  So for all of you out there remember.  You will never escape death and taxes.

     At 10 minutes to 10:00 a.m. I got to rush home to Swedish cook all day with a couple of friends.  It was fun but I was chewing emotionally on the accountants report.  Then at 3:00 we were done my place was still a mess, but I rested and went to teach.  Teaching was great although my voice is giving out, I was headachey and my hearing was even worse than usual. 

     At 7:15 I raced home for a board meeting with the booster club for the studio.  The board Pres and I stayed later and I delivered the bomb about the non profit status.  It was better received than I thought it would be.  I just have to come to grips with a new plan of action.

     Right now I am very behind in my shop and I plan to spend the day there hopefully uninterrupted.  Tomorrow are Nutcracker tryouts, and I have the church thingy.  Then I can breath again and face another wedding and my own daughters wedding which I have not even blogged about, because that would make it a reality.  Reality ain't pretty right now.

     Tomorrow, Tomorrow, I love ya tomorrow, I still will not be caught up.  i can actually make those lyrics fit.

Have a great and productive day!

Kim

3 comments:

  1. When you feel sad, or under a curse
    Your life is bad, your prospects are worse
    Your wife is crying, sighing...
    And your olive tree is dying,
    Temples are graying, and teeth are decaying
    And creditors weighing your purse...
    Your mood and your robe
    Are both a deep blue
    You'd bet that Job
    Had nothin' on you...
    Don't forget that when you go to
    Heaven you'll be blessed..
    Yes, it's all for the best...

    [JUDAS]
    Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please,
    Richer than the bees are in honey
    Never growing old, never feeling cold
    Pulling pots of gold from thin air
    The best in every town, best at shaking down
    Best at making mountains of money
    They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
    They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
    Houses on the street where it's sunny..
    Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
    All of this and we get the rest...
    But who is the land for? The sun and the sand for?
    You guessed! It's all for the best...

    [JESUS]
    When you feel sad, or under a curse
    Your life is bad, your prospects are worse
    Your wife is crying, sighing...
    And your olive tree is dying,
    Temples are graying, and teeth are decaying
    And creditors weighing your purse...
    Your mood and your robe
    Are both a deep blue
    You'd bet that Job
    Had nothin' on you...
    Don't forget that when you go to Heaven you'll be
    blessed...
    You guessed! It's all for the

    [JUDAS]
    Some men are born to live at ease, doing what they please,
    Richer than the bees are in honey
    Never growing old, never feeling cold
    Pulling pots of gold from thin air
    The best in every town, best at shaking down
    Best at making mountains of money
    They can't take it with them, but what do they care?
    They get the center of the meat, cushions on the seat
    Houses on the street where it's sunny...
    Summers at the sea, winters warm and free
    All of this and we get the rest...
    But who is the land for?
    The sun and the sand for?
    You guessed! It's all for the

    [BOTH]
    You must never be distressed
    Yes, it's all for the....
    All your wrongs will be redressed
    Yes, it's all for the....
    Someone's got to be oppressed!

    [CHORUS]
    Yes, it's all for the best!!!

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  2. Maybe talking about weddings and grandbaby to be will lighten your mood!

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  3. Wishing you peace and a little down time.

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