I don't know how it is with you guys, but all this paperwork is driving me right to the edge.
I have the smallest bedroom converted for office use, shelves sagging under the weight of of bills, receipts,
invoices, bank statements, tax records, and hundreds of letters from various official bodies.
My accountant wants all my household bills and tax details before the 31st of this month.
Believe me it gets worse as you get older. If you are receiving a pension, and still have kids going to school, it gets a lot worse, the postman comes[and I dread it], it's like a cow pooing through my letter box, more letters from the pension, child benefit and tax credit services, all demanding instant attention.
It's all doing my head in guys, I'm not too old to clean windows, but I'm too old to handle all this paperwork.
I haven't checked my lottery ticket yet, but if I was lucky enough to win I would be off to somewhere that doesn't have a bloody postal service, in despair. Dai