So, I pack my secure job in with the NHS and don't have a job to go to. The least of my problems.
I'm running out of money and the bills are mounting up. Not a problem.
I'm getting loads of life modelling work, for which I'm paid fairly well. Great news.
I've got to register as self employed and learn how to pay my tax, national insurance and do my books myself. Oh bloody bugger, how the hell do I do that?!
So I phone tax credits up, then I phone the tax office, who will send me an info pack, send me on a seminar to do my taxes and a self assessment form will be wending it's way to me. That's the easy part.
I now have to organise a set of books, a reciept file, and invoice file and at the same time model, got to college and sell my work!
Oh yeah, because I had to think of a name for me as a trading name, I am now Sam Dexter Enterprises! OMG! I'm an enterprise! One step closer to Star Trek then!
2 comments:
You're a real powerhouse.
You made me spray coffee with that enterprise gag. :)
Glad I could lighten your day. There is an appropriate Star Trek, Buffy or Monty Python reference for every situation in the day. Honest there is. Try it, if you're geeky enough, as apparently i am!
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