Whispering Thoughts

I spent my day, wrestling with formulas, picking values from this sheet, fitting them in that one, desperately trying to even out that whopping 30 million difference, until my eyes began to water, figures blurred and I forgot counting basics. Some job, you will think. But this was just today, one amongst many of those days that appear on the horizon quarterly, and eclipse my confidence. But when the clouds of audit will pass, I will be racking my brain with legal paraphernalia. Unlike the 8:00 AM of salary-day love, I relish this wavering equation I share with my work. Linking with Thin Spiral Notebook: 100 words: Job