
Somehow, I always imagined that being a writer would allow me to spend all my time coming up with ideas and writing juicy stories.
Oh boy, did I get that wrong.
So, after a long day at my day job, juggling numbers, having multiple video calls and trying to calculate everything correctly, I opened my email and…
VAT report? Already?
Alright. Maybe it was two months since the last one.
Short story: I spent a week piecing together all the numbers and trying to correctly enter them into my accounting system (they always tell you these programs are self-explanatory, but that’s not the case). Anyway, I delivered the report about ten days before the deadline.
So yay! One more coffee and back to writing.
But then I opened my other email, and guess what: It’s been three years since I delivered my last tax certificate to Smashwords, so they need me to update the IRS Form W-8BEN.
Uhm, right. How did I do that again? It’s amazing how much you can forget in three years, and what on earth is a TIN number again?
Anyway, I finally got it sorted, and the form will hopefully be approved on my first attempt (fingers crossed).
So, back to writing…..
What was that idea again? I’ve completely forgotten what I was working on.
Right. Anything on Netflix this evening? Oh, it’s already bedtime? Damn…