Blame the tax man …

I’ve been naughty. I had a whole week to think about what I would write today. But no, I procrastinated. “Don’t worry,” I said to myself. “You’ve got all week.” And I let myself get distracted. With books, recipes, chores, client work (okay, that’s not a distraction), daydreaming, etc. etc. etc.

Then, when it finally hit me yesterday that I hadn’t written today’s blog post, I was already up to my whats-it in organizing bills and invoices and receipts for taxis and couriers and restaurants and donations and Continue reading