It's That Time

Every year I say that I'm going to do the book work every month. And every year I don't. One year I kept up our personal account books for a good six months before I relapsed...

2012 was a normal year for us. We have the whole year of entries to do...

The first task is always to purchase a file box that we use to transfer files into as they are finished. This year, the boxes weren't just plain ordinary colors --

The inside file folders were labeled with letters and all kinds of categories. So out came the label machine to put months on those dividers.

These are the monthly files we are working from. This small file drawer has all of the ranch records. We are very good about putting all the paperwork for each month in its proper hanging file, at least.

This morning we got through January, February and March of the ranch files and got them entered into the Quicken software. I do all of the entries into the computer while Forry figures out what it was he paid for with that American Express or Citibank card. Once all of the months are done, I'll do our personal ones in Quickbook, then the whole caboodle will go to Cleon, our accountant and the guy who gets to make sense of it all.

The Second Day of 2013

Since it's now January, those folks who wanted to spend the holidays at home are now moving south. There has been lots of activity around the park today with rigs coming in. The empty site beside us was finally filled this afternoon by a large fifth wheel.

We didn't get a chance to say "hi" to them as we were just pulling out of the driveway to go to the grocery store when they were coming down the street. Hopefully we'll get a chance to do so tomorrow.

I think we're finally starting to get ahead of these nasty colds. We rode the bikes over to check the mail, then came back and drove over to the Safeway store which is just a few miles away on the other side of Highway 60. We were out of orange juice, bread and milk, do decided to make a quick trip. I didn't think it could be so tiring, but by the time we got home and had stuff almost put away, we both needed a nap.

Later I stuck a frozen pizza  in the oven. It was okay, but I can't wait until we're feeling good enough to go out to eat one.