Weekend, what weekend?

It was beautifully sunny here today, a late summer reprieve, and I spent all day hunched over doing my taxes. Groan. I hate that job so much. I’m not good with figures, but I'm stubborn and independent, and I want to do it for myself. I did an IR course, proved I could do it, and now I just curse my way through the wretched process every year LOL I rarely get in bad moods, but there’s nothing like the taxes to make me grumpy and foul-mouthed. Still, it’s done now, and my reward is a rather LARGE glass of red wine. I have to say it has been one of those weeks. Real Life took over, and let's just say I’m looking forward to a smoother week ahead. Here’s to it. ;-)