The Lovely Piles

Accounting makes sense to me.  It is not subjective. 

 There is a right answer and a wrong answer, and can be extremely therapeutic... 

An expense is an expense... an asset is an asset.

There is a place for everything and everything goes in it's place... 

I love love love diving into a box of chaos and turning it into lovely array of 

Income Statements and Balance Sheets.  

Like a huge jigsaw puzzle... that lovely pile of assorted cardboard pieces 

slowly but surely becomes a beautiful picture - one piece at a time.

The pieces fit - or they don't.  It makes sense.

Looking at this makes my heart pound... the same way a messy box of paperwork does!

I melt into a pile of jigsaw jello...
am transported into the corner of my grandmother's dining room... 

where there was always a puzzle in process...

I sort through through the debris of debits and credits and assets and liabilities and 

receipts with scribbles I cannot read...enter them one by one into the program of choice, 

whittle down the pile one page at a time until my desk is cleared and 

each piece of paper is appropriately filed... each entry properly categorized.
I feel exhilarated as I arrive at the end - as the last piece of the puzzle is found.

They say the study of music helps kids with their math...
I say let them do PUZZLES!

Grammy would like this one... lots of colors... just difficult enough...

My family struggles to believe I enjoy the process.

They question my sanity as they spy the piles all over the room... 

I see the piles and feel giddy!

I love the process... the whole process... the one-at-a-timeness of it all.

When I'm done I feel such a sense of accomplishment...

so happy and calm... I only wish my office looked the way I felt!

But that is another goal... someday...

This blogger has the right idea!

Grammy would love making a puzzle out of this photo... just hard enough...

Her father, my great grandfather wrote a math book "The Theory of Nines"... 

I wonder if he loved puzzles...