This day is always bad for me. This day is hell for me. I need this day over. Soon, no, NOW.
It is no big secret what I do for a living. The only problem is that as Mya gets older it appears to get harder to do my job and be a mommy.
There is always that wonderful thrill when you sign your last tax return or press send on the last sales tax return that you can breath again. A sigh of relief. Well the problem is today I did not get that moment of completion.
I kid you not, the second I pressed "FILE RETURN ELECTRONICALLY" two clients walked in the door. It was go, go, go.
Perhaps this is the reason I feel like the breakdown is coming. I should have left work at a decent hour today so I could cook dinner at home for my family. (This is something I have not done in two weeks, no joke)
OK vent over, for now.