I'll think about it tomorrow
There are days when I don't want to think about my money. Or don't want to think at all.
Last week I finalized my taxes with my accountant and financial planner, Shannon Lee Simmons. On one hand, I owe a whack of Harmonized Sales Tax (HST), which is fine because I freelanced last year.
On the other hand, I’m getting a teeny refund, which usually doesn’t happen. The problem is, I don’t know what I want to do with it. I want the refund to look after itself.
I’m feeling a bit stuck on making a decision these days. There are the day-to-day ones around food, work, getting dressed, etc. but anything bigger than that feels overwhelming. I’m not quite sure if it’s decision fatigue or decision paralysis but it feels a little like one or the other.
I can’t even farm out some of these decisions because I live alone, so eventually, they all have to be made by me, which makes me even more tired. Like I-want-a-chaise-lounge-to-drape-myself-over tired.