I have this whole tax-season-crisis almost in my rear view mirror. Almost. It feels wonderful!
My neck is noticing the difference. Sure, getting on top of the discomfort with the assistance of pain killers helped. But I have not taken any pain relief for well over a week. None. My neck feels so much better. The weight of the stress of bookkeeping and tax season made my head so heavy that my neck paid the price.
I feel so much lighter.
One would think I'd sleep like a baby, having completed so many of the hard things that have been keeping me up at night. Well? On one hand, one would be correct. Because a baby's sleep can be anything but a solid sleep-through-the-night scenario.
I'm still ramped up on the adrenaline rush of accomplishing that which needed to be done. My head has been busy but my body has been parked in a kitchen chair, moving numbers around on a spreadsheet, tax forms and accounting programs. It's heavy work but not enough for the body to feel the exhaustion the head is experiencing.
It is time.
Time to tend to all I need to tend in the kitchen so my meal supplies are at-the-ready for the duration of the weekend and the week ahead. Then! Then I will head into the great wilderness of my own back yard.
It's the final count-down to the season they call "taxes". I am starting to see the light at the end of the tunnel. It is the sun!
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