All Is Well

It has all been same-old, same-old here, for the most part.

I have had very little to say, avoiding the computer and the telephone in my spare time where possible. When people are tearing at you all day needing this and wanting that and the administrative work piles up in addition to that which is actually generating revenue, “closing the door” if you will at some point in the day is a necessity of mental survival.

The beginning of May had me undergo a small surgical procedure under general anesthesia at the hospital; it was nothing serious but not pleasant either. The worst part of it was that they ordered me in for the procedure at 8.30 a.m. in the morning with no food or drink. After being admitted, they informed me that they could not do the procedure until late afternoon. My first question to the nurse after waking post-op at 6.00 p.m. was whether or not I was going to get something to eat now. Of course not. The chief physician, after my begging, permitted me to have a small bowl of potato soup back in my room at 8.00 p.m. and it was the best soup I ever had. When I got home at 9.30 p.m., I ate. I mean , really ate.
And discovered why you aren’t supposed to eat so soon after general anesthesia. Within seconds, I felt incredibly ill, broke out in a cold sweat and only my will power kept me from having to vomit.

The end of May I had a minor nervous breakdown, as a few days before the tax return deadline, I realized with horror that my tax software was absolutely refusing to import my accounting information from 2007. I have never missed a deadline, always handing in everything on time. Admittedly, I could have started with my 2007 return a few days earlier than the weekend before the deadline, but then again, who likes doing year-end closures and taxes? I have now hired a tax attorney who will do the returns for me and has filed an extension, however, during these summer months I will have to rebook the entire year, using a completely different table of accounts. I guess that there are worse things, however.

I am hoping to catch up on some sleep in the next few days; the European Soccer Championships has caused me to suffer from a considerable lack of sleep in the last three weeks. Whoever decided that the matches should start at 8.45 p.m. is not an early riser by any means. Getting into bed 1-2 hours later than usual for days has made me just plain tired. Congratulations to the winner, Spain, the title is more than deserved. Germany disappointed with its performance in the final game.

I intend to try to be here more often and stop being such a hermit in every sense of the word, and will be checking in with every one of you in the next few days.

Last but not least, thanks Margit, for checking in to see if I was still amongst the living.