Action shot. Mr Biscuit, mid-swat. What is he swatting at? Is it a thought bubble, his own, saying, “You can’t, you can’t” …. ? Or perhaps it’s coming from a foe, a mouse maybe, or a bit of string. “You can’t, you can’t.” Swipe that naysaying down, Mr. B! Get it out of here! There is no self hatred or hatred of others in these parts! No low self-esteem! You are Mr. Biscuit! You exist! You can and you will.
photo by william foster
Thursdays are a great day to do that 1 thing you need to do but don’t want to do but need to do.
Want to hear a horror story? Last night I was searching through one of my baskets of crap to find some stationary. I wanted to write some notes to send to friends—I am always wanting to write some notes to send to friends—and this time I was actually doing it. It was kind of a big deal. I was feeling kind of great about myself. Anyway, basket of crap. Lots of unopened bank statements from before I figured out how to get them to stop sending me mail; crumpled up pay stubs; my stationary, yes; notebooks and scribbles on napkins and menus of ideas I will literally never do anything with; and oh ha what is this, oh just a W2 from 2012 … and another W2 from 2012 … and a 1099, also from 2012.
So my 1 thing today is to figure that out. Figure out how to redo my taxes that I just did. Hhahahhaa. Perhaps you are wondering, how did I not know? That they were missing? Good question. Really good question. I think the answer is, that time has been very fluid for me? I am pretty fuzzy on when things happened? Everything seems so very long ago? Wistful thinking when doing taxes on the last day they are due after an extension? Anyway, figuring that out today. I might even get to call to the IRS!!
Thursday is a great day to do that 1 thing you don’t want to do but also don’t want to continue thinking about doing. Friday is an acceptable day also.
My 1 thing for today is to clean my room and do some laundry (“do some laundry” = drop some laundry off for someone else to do) (Newwww Yoorrrrrrrrrkkkkk). Buy some toilet paper. Drink a lot of water since I’m getting sick. What else. Eat some vegetables. Take a shower, that’s a good one. Floss. You know, just generally take this day to do things that need to be done, in life.
This week also marks the countdown into absolutely-have-to-do-my-taxes-now-there-are-no-other-extensions territory. My brain sure will have fun thinking constantly about them yet doing nothing for the next two weeks! The deadline is October 15th. My goal is to have them done by the 14th. (bb steps.)
Mr. Biscuit. On the cusp of greatness, or at least of change. A new cabinet, a new life, just a jump away. But will he make the leap? Can he make the leap? He just needs a minute. It will just be a matter of moments. Let's just watch and see. Very soon, I'm sure. Allow him to gather his thoughts. Take a deep breath. He'll just save a little money first. Pay down a Visa or two. Then he'll jump. Just wait. It'll be great. You'll see.