Accountant, Go Home, Organize Thyself

West end of Ala Wai Canal from the McCully bridge.

I used to be able to grind away all night on spreadsheets and documents, but 12 continuous hours now seems to be my limit.

As the sun sets on my Hawaiian "vacation," I didn't accomplish everything that I hoped, but I did enough so that I wouldn't have to return in March or April (though I might just for fun). I scanned or copied the papers that I will need to do Mom's tax return and sketch out her financial picture for 2020.

As usual, I'm much further along with clients and family members than I am with my own stuff...