Special Saturday Report

I am not sure what surprises me more right now- how not tired I feel after just pulling a 65 hour week, or how much I am looking forward to the next 9 or so. At this time last week, I knew I had to crank up my hours, but I was not sure if I would feel burned out after just a week of it or not. I am happy to report that so far I feel no such ill effects. In fact, when I woke up this morning, I was struck by the fact that this would be my last free Saturday until the end of April, which just led me to think of all the extra work I would be able to get done. That was when I realized I had already entered stage two of tax season.

These are actually the five stages of running, but over the years I have adapted them to the overall tax season, since both long runs and long work hours require much the same skill set- that being a great deal of concentration, constitution, and training. The five stages (adrenaline, excitement, focus, grit, and pain) are good indicators your overall health at any given point during the season, but sadly there is not much you can do to counter their effects other than to stop and rest, a luxury which you cannot afford during either a run or a busy March rush.

But enough about work.

I have been developing a taste for a band called Iron & Wine lately, which has led me to develop a great interest in the folk revival movement. I have been eating up the works or Bon Iver, William Fitzsimmons, Horse Feathers, and The Tallest Man on Earth. It is great music for when I am working through a tax return or just relaxing at home reading a book. I might even try running to some of it, though fear of being surprised by a dog will probably keep that from happening.

Speaking of running, I managed a run on Thursday, just a short 2 miler, but still impressive, especially since it was 7 PM after a 13 hour workday when I finally headed out. I thought I might actually fall asleep while I was moving, but fear of hitting a rock in the dark kept me alert. It was actually quite enjoyable when it was said and done, so I may just try it again.

Of LOST, I will say nothing more than I highly enjoyed the first episode of this season, and look forward to more.

Well, I had best be off. I have some things to deal with today, which is why I am not at work, actually. Even though we officially do not start Saturdays until next weekend, I am the only member of my team not in the office today. Of course, I am also the only member who is not a partner or who was not out on audits all week, but there is still plenty I could be getting done. But I will save that for Monday.

Till tomorrow then.

The Beginning of The End

Somehow I entirely forgot about posting an entry on Sunday until sometime on Tuesday. Not entirely sure how that happened, but will make up for it later, perhaps a post on Friday when I am not as tired as I am right now, and very tired I am.

I technically should have been in bed 10 minutes ago, and I still have to pack a lunch, but I wanted to at least pen a short entry. I was informed by my wife that the last season of LOST has officially started airing, which we will, hopefully, be watching on Friday. I have been awaiting this season with equal parts excitement and dread. There was a time when I obsessed overly too much about LOST, but so many other new shows have appeared since then, that it has become more of an old, stable friend. Of course, I have yet to encounter any other show that brings me such enjoyment to watch, or that has that level of surprise and mystery. I hope one day to find another show that measures up to it, but that has not happened yet.

What I am trying to say is that, come what may in this last season, good or ill, it has been a wonderful journey. I first started watching LOST when I was a Sophomore in college, and now find my life completely different at the show's end. So let us see what this last chapter has in store, enjoy both its highs and lows, and in the end we shall dust ourselves off, and see what else is out there in the world.

Did that last sentence make any sense? I cannot tell. Bah, I am going to bed.