I'm not going to go so far as to say that I found joy in doing my taxes (Taxes: 0) but I did find joy in having completed my taxes. Especially since it was just about the only thing I could have done productively with my day. I was home sick, feeling very very tired but not horrible if I didn't get up off the couch. I thought about trying to creatively write something, but I didn't really have the energy for that. I thought about watching a movie, but I truly wasn't in the mood. I actually had wanted to be at work, because I have some budget stuff to finish up before I take next week off, but every time I got up to see if I could pull off the commute, I ended up nestling back on the couch. And that's when it came to me that I could do my taxes, which is 79% mindless and 97% on the couch. I'll spare you the details (even though they say the joy is in the details) but suffice it to say that by 6 PM, I had all my receipts organized into envelopes and in a box, and I had a document with all my numbers on it, and I had a pile of forms to bring to my accountant (my accountant thanks to faithful reader Barbara P.) and I was patting myself on the back and nestling further into the couch.
Earlier in the day, Josh had a music session with Winograd (Winograd: 1) that I was lucky enough to be around for. I think there's something extra joyful about the unexpected. Sad to be sick, cheered up by a friend making jokes, talking music, playing music. Not that an expected Winograd would have been less delightful, but when I found out he was coming over, I got happier right away, and I didn't even have to do the work of planning something joyful for myself. Let's call that a win/Winograd situation.