This week, I did something bold. Brave. And potentially dangerous.
I tried to learn a new accounting program.
Now, if you’ve been here a while, you know computers and I have an… understanding.
Meaning: I understand they hate me, and they understand that I will swear at them under my breath like a feral raccoon fighting a toaster.
But this program?
This shiny, “user-friendly,” “streamlined,” “so intuitive a toddler could use it” software?
It took one look at me and said: Challenge accepted.
Within the first five minutes, I accidentally opened twelve windows, lost a receipt I’m pretty sure existed, and owed myself $14.72.
Progress.
But I stuck with it.
I clicked buttons.
I poked things I probably shouldn’t have poked.
I may have yelled, “Why do you mock me?” at least twice.
And eventually…
I did it.
I learned it.
Well… mostly.
Let’s call it an 82% mastery with a 40% chance of chaos.
The good news?
My taxes are slowly becoming more organized.
The bad news?
There’s a small possibility I filed a tax category under “witchcraft.” I’m hoping the government just rolls with the vibe.
So if you’re also out there trying to be an adult, wrangle receipts, or make technology behave, know this:
You’re not alone, and we deserve snacks.
See you next week… hopefully with less swearing and fewer pop-up windows.
All the best,
Tia
