747s

I have a ball of anxiety in the pit of my stomach.  I'm talking 747's taking of and landing, not just puny ol' butterflies.

I'm not wholly certain as to why, but I posit two possibilities.

I'm in the middle of year end tax preparation for the business and according to Quickbooks (which I have never fully trusted) the business did very well.  According to our actual bank account, the business barely broke even.  And I'm not sure how that's going to come out tax wise.  I'm trying to just be patient while I sort out the rest of the numbers but at this middle point, it's making me very nervous.

The second potential killer is that in the spring, I agreed to coach a FIRST Lego League team.  It was one of those moments when before I've done a single thing and before I HAVE to do something, I think I can do AN.Y.THING.  You know, like at 9pm when I'm thinking that I need to get exercise and that tomorrow morning at 5am would be a perfect time.  (Of course, it never actually happens.) But now I actually have to start working (I have coach training today through Thursday from 5:30pm - 8:30pm) and I'm freaking out.  Just a bit.

I believe that confession is good for the soul, but this is doing nothing to help those planes, darnit.  I was really hoping to shoot some of them out of the sky or have the FAA forcibly ground them all.

I'll let you know how it all goes later.