Finally...

Tax day is upon us. All CPAs are breathing a sigh of relief--at least the ones of us that are tax accountants Today was horrible, but I only have one return to finish tomorrow. That should be manageable if I get the answers I've requested. I've been stressed beyond belief for the past week, but it's almost over. I won't work another 85 hour week until next April. Or maybe never again...

The best thing about all the hours I've been working is that my bonus will be big enough to splurge on a new purse. I rarely buy full-priced purses and carry whatever TJ Maxx bag I buy until it's literally falling apart. I decided that my present to myself would be a classic Coach bag. We're going to Gatlinburg (Lord willing) on Friday after I have a doctor's appointment at Vanderbilt and I plan to hit the outlets for some post-busy season retail therapy!

I left work early (9 o'clock) and needed to run some errands. First to CVS to use some super good coupons I got with a prescription refill. I'm now stocked up on many toiletries. CVS didn't have one thing I really wanted and I wanted a greeting card from Target, so I went the long way home to stop there. For reasons unknown to me, Target boxed up and put away all of their cards, so I went to Walgreen's instead. Why are 95% of the birthday cards either stupid or crude? I had a very hard time finding anything remotely appropriate.

Now I'm ready for bed, but my brain is wide awake. Either the fact that I haven't slept before midnight in weeks or all if the 5 Hour Energy that has been necessary to keep me functioning, I guess. It's going to be ugly starting on Wednesday when I stop drinking caffeine again. I should probably slowly taper off so I don't kill anyone! :)

On a side note, I'd appreciate prayers for my doctor's appointment on Friday. The last time I didn't get good news and I'm praying that all the stress of busy season hasn't made things worse. I'm pretty scared, to be honest, since medication only treats the symptoms and the "cure" is scary and life-altering. I definitely don't want to be "cured". My appointment is Friday at 10 o'clock.