Ok, I'll admit it. I was a bad girl in 2011. Instead of entering my business data into my financial software package, I just threw every receipt, sales record, bank statement, etc into a pile. This is very unlike me ~ or unlike the old me, I should say. Let's chalk it up to a mellowing on my part. Yeah, that sounds good.
But the day of reckoning came this week. Mr. Cobblestone had a business dinner one evening, so it seemed a good time to occupy our very large dining table with my very large mess. Never mind that the mess was there for 3 days ~ he's a very accommodating fellow, my Mr. Cobblestone.
As I stared at the stacks, I knew I'd have to employ a bit of motivation ~ something to get that energy flowing. I turned to the Music Choice 70's channel through our cable provider and pumped it through all the speakers.
You must agree that there is simply no music like the music you first discovered in your teen and preteen years (go ahead, I'll wait while you do the math.) Soon I was dancing around the table sorting all those receipts, bills of sale, etc and had a few flashes of a young girl doing The Hustle in front her of mirror in that tiny bedroom in Mon City all those years ago.
But the really frightening thing was how many of those lyrics came pouring out of my mouth like it was only yesterday that they populated the top 10 charts. We're talking pretty obscure tunes here: "Rainy Night in Georgia" by Brook Benton, "I'd Love You to Want Me" by Lobo, "My Best Friend's Girlfriend" by The Cars, "In the Rain" by The Dramatics, "Low Rider" by War, "Falling" by Leblanc and Carr, "Evil Ways" by Santana (duh) and *gasp* "Ariel" by Dean Friedman!
You'll be relieved to know the table has been returned to its usual state now and the books have been put away, all tax forms filed and paid.
Whew!
Now it is time to SEW!!!
Thank-you all for your patience with me throughout the holidays and tax time. More than once I needed to walk away from all the paperwork and found myself puttering in my studio ~ resulting in many little piles
of half finished mice and bears.
of half finished mice and bears.
I promise there will be new little friends available soon!
I think it might be something that went around this past year infecting us with the ho-hums. I still have my receipts in a drawer and need to do something about them at some not so future date. While you went through the list of tunes I checked to see how many I remembered the words to and WOW! I remember them all! Now that is weird or strange or whatever. Looking forward to seeing some little mice and bears. Ain't getting any younger here and they say the eyes are the first to go so lets not wait too long to show something. Hugs
ReplyDeleteis that the secret? 70s music...while I curse my husband for listening? I know about the piles, of paperwork, I'm having my daughter sort it out, though they are neat piles, on piles on piles!
ReplyDeleteI have gladly been shredding 7 yr old documents, lets just hope I don't burn the machine out.
xoxo