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Post by Lauryn Hanrahan

 

As I looked at my calendar this morning, I realized there are only a few more workdays left in tax season. Lately, I’ve been feeling a lot like an elementary-schooler, wanting to make a paper chain countdown until April 17th. I would have to say that before this past week, I hadn’t really felt the pangs of busy season. However, something must have changed over the last seven days because now I’m exhausted, either slightly grumpy or in giggle fits from lack of sleep, and I believe I have forgotten what my house actually looks like in the daylight.

 

Despite the drawbacks, there are benefits to our situation. Yes, we may practically miss our families for three months, but I think we get something in exchange. At dinner the other night, I looked around the table at all of the people I have come to know, talking and laughing and sharing stories, and realized that I had gained a second family. I thought that, if we’re all pretty much living at the office, at least we get to be here with fantastic people.

 

Over my short 22 (almost 23!) years of life, I have learned that people come into our lives for a reason, and that we need to take advantage of that reason. Through busy season, I have realized that there is so much to be gained from the people around us. Whether it’s tax return advice or life advice, I’m finding that the people I work with have some pretty great suggestions. As long as I’m at Withum, I will continue to soak up as much knowledge as I can. It would be silly of me not to take advantage of the wealth of information around me.

 

As busy season draws to a close and spring blooms, I look forward to spending my evenings and Saturdays outside of the office and spending some much-needed time with friends and family. I’m also looking forward to seeing the sun again. Although I certainly don’t want to continue with busy season hours, I’m going to miss weekly dinners with my “work family.” I suppose we’ll have to get together somewhere outside of the office…with no tax returns, good food, regular clothes, and maybe even wine. Yes, definitely with wine.

 

Lauryn

Post by Dan Asbaty:

 

This week marks the start of spring, which means as accountants, we are absolutely in the thick of things.  Thus far, the weather has been unseasonably warm and that “Springtime itch” to get outside has been acting up far too much as of late.  Over the past few days, the most trying task has not been a workpaper, tax return, depreciation schedule, or client deadline… it has been fighting the urge to forget about all of our responsibilities and enjoy the unbelievable weather that we’re experiencing. 

 

Typically this time of year is filled with the excitement of March Madness, milder temperatures, and more hours of sunlight.  However, I am finding that all of these things make a first-year accountant’s life and job that much more challenging.  Everywhere I look people have been enjoying and celebrating the end of winter and beginning of spring.  Whether via Facebook posts, text, Twitter feeds, or even an old fashioned phone call, I have been constantly reminded of just how great it feels to enjoy the outdoors in early spring.  With all of that in mind I began to get a little restless and turned to my co-workers for advice. 

 

 

In speaking with a few individuals I began to realize that they all felt the exact same way.  Each and every person, most of whom have been through busy season numerous times, could relate to how I felt and really shared my yearning to get outside and capitalize on the gorgeous conditions.  In speaking with my office mates, who have quickly become my very close friends, I took solace in knowing that I was not the only one “missing out”-  Of course, we all wanted to blow off our burdensome schedules and bask in the delight of a beautiful spring day, but instead, we stayed… committed to our work, our profession, our clients, and each other.  Somehow, that conversation left a smile on my face.  In just a short discussion I had gone from looking outside with an insatiable desire, to feeling happy working at the office with my friends, knowing that deep down we all felt the same way.   

 

Dan

Post by Lauryn Hanrahan:

With the March 15th deadline behind us and only twenty-something days of tax season left, WS+B Red Bank held their annual tax season bowling break. A few weeks ago, I received an email and was notified, to my surprise (and slight horror), that I was selected as a bowling captain. The email instructed all captains to recruit a handful of team members and to report back on their selections. Upon reading this, there was a noticeable bustle around the office as people hurried to secure their top picks for recruits. Trades and deals were made, and within the hour, emails were sent to report team rosters, names and team themes.

It turned out that some people chose their teammates without prior approval while others sought out their desired recruit to procure a verbal agreement. This, of course, caused mass chaos as the same person was frequently chosen by two teams, simultaneously. Sour thoughts grew due to the state of confusion, but the situation was remedied by a random draw, leaving everyone with a team of five or six.

 

Although competition can be healthy, this situation made me realize that sometimes taking something too seriously can drive all of the fun out of it. At first, many of us missed the mark, focusing too much on our teams and not enough on the idea of a fun break with co-workers. After all of the fuss, my randomly selected team was better than I could have wished. They were the perfect mix of people I knew, people I kind of knew and people who I hadn’t had too much experience with. With a little creativity, a good team attitude and two buffalo suits, we ended up winning second place in the theme contest — and had a lot of fun doing it!

My lesson learned for this week is not to sweat the small stuff. It’s understandable that there are situations in life that are stressful, but most things aren’t worthy of giving ourselves wrinkles over. So take a break, organize your thoughts, and when all else fails? Keep calm and…go bowling!

Lauryn

Post by Dan Asbaty:

 

Oh weekends, how I miss you!  Weekends, when broken down, are very aptly named as they mark the end of one week and the beginning of another.  As public accountants, weekends simply provide an added day to the workweek, which many of us NEED in order to keep up with the onslaught of work handed out during busy season.  However, using Saturdays (and occasionally Sundays) as another workday not only limits our social lives, but also our perspectives. 

 

The lack of true “weekends” makes the workweek feel endless as each week leads seamlessly into the next.  In fact, it has me asking questions like, “What day is it?”  Truthfully, odds are, that if you asked me that question in the middle of last week, I would not have had an answer off the top of my head.  This past week I lost the ability to organize the tedium of the never-ending, daily grind that has become my everyday life. 

 

For instance, it has become ever more difficult to set straight the little facts, such as which day of the week it is, in my head.  In talking to a few “more experienced” personnel, these matters are common amongst all accountants, yet nevertheless… troubling.

 

In my life, this level of mental fatigue can only be rivaled by Finals Week in college, where one spends all day and night studying lessons and materials from the entire semester, while never quite getting the amount of rest needed.  It’s sort of like that, only nine weeks longer… the dog days of busy season, if you would. 

 

The only thing that I have found to be more peculiar than my loose grasp on what day of the week it is, is the fact that I am actually getting used to it.  It may be scary, but 12-hour workdays are starting to feel normal to me.  I am not quite sure how I have gotten used to the harsh busy-season schedule, but I am glad I’ve adjusted. 

 

Dan

Post by Lauryn Hanrahan:

When I was younger, my parents put me in sailing class at the MRYC. This class consisted of myself, another handful of eight-year-olds, instructors who couldn’t have been older than seventeen and little fat pram sailboats called Optimists. At the beginning of each class, we would have a lecture. Next, we would do drills: rudder around the marks, flip the boat over, right the boat back up, sail upwind, sail downwind, and so forth. During one particularly windy day, I remember being intimidated by the wind, and not wanting to sail for the day. However, I swallowed my fear and headed out with the class.

Before I knew it, I was downwind and stuck in a cove. I had to pull out my bright orange safety whistle and blow it until one of the instructors came to rescue me in the power boat. The instructor offered some encouraging words and wanted me to give it another go, but I refused. I made him tow me back to the dock, where I put my boat away and quit sailing class for good… mortifying my parents I might add. It wasn’t until a handful of years later that I started racing again. I had let fear overcome my love for doing something I enjoyed and was good at.  I had wasted years in the process. I’ve always thought back to this experience when something I come across is particularly challenging.

Over the past week of tax season, with little more than a month to go until it’s all over, I’ve done some tax returns that have certainly intimidated me. Seeing a return with workpapers so overflowing that they are rubber-banded to the outside is intimidating. Seeing a particularly complicated allocation schedule is intimidating. Feeling like you are overwhelmed with information is intimidating, but then I think back to my Optimist sailing class and I dive right in.

So what if I get blown down in the cove? There are so many sources of information at Withum to utilize as my orange safety whistle! Although this time, instead of being towed back to the dock, I ask questions of those around me, get great answers and finish my task with confidence. I can even say that I am starting to enjoy a challenging return. I learn more in completing one challenging return than I do in preparing ten simple ones.  This time around, with a little help from my co-workers, a lot of questions and a love for learning, I will overcome my challenges the first time.

Lauryn

Post by Lauryn Hanrahan:

 

When I first came to Withum in October, I wasn’t what you would call “too busy,” so I would work on case studies, for practice, in GoSystems. I worked on each of them multiple times, studiously following the directions and then testing myself by not looking at the steps and trying again. For the first time this past week, I was assigned a few actual tax returns, as opposed to practice ones, ranging (in my opinion) from easy to medium to hard. It’s through preparing these returns that I have learned the importance of my prior year work papers.

 

During our Fraud CPE this past fall, Tim Gearty, Becker Professional Education class founder, spoke on how work papers can be your best friend or your worst enemy. I’ve recently learned that he was NOT joking. I was a little overwhelmed upon being assigned my first tax return of the year, especially when flipping through the giant envelope of client workpapers.  So, I did the only sensible thing that came to mind. Instead of staring blankly into space and spinning my wheels, I went into Go File Room and opened up the prior year workpaper PDF for that particular client. Hallelujah! A road map! I thanked God at the sight of the very detailed notes my predecessor had left behind. I also vowed that I would be one of these copious-note-leavers, just in case my successor finds him or herself in the same boat. Notes in hand (or, on the double monitor, rather) I felt confident in my ability to prepare the return.

 

Upon receiving the return back from the reviewer, I found that there were a few things I’d missed but that I don’t think I would have otherwise known before completing the return. To remedy this, I’ve started to keep a “tax cheat sheet.” In it, I take notes on any tax rule that is a little odd or that I wouldn’t normally think to do right off the bat. I also write down helpful hints or bits of information I learn from my co-workers.  The sheet doesn’t have much in it so far, but I’m sure it will be full sooner rather than later.

 

Looking back, I can’t help but think how lost I would have felt if it weren’t for the detail included in those particular prior year workpapers. The notes we take as accountants are so important because we work on many jobs that only take place once per year. Ideas and directions may seem sharp and clear five minutes from task completion, but trying to recall them a year later is no easy feat. Lesson learned for this week? A good work paper is worth its weight in gold.

 

Lauryn

Post by Dan Asbaty:

 

During any drastic change in life, there is some time that passes where we are still working out the proverbial kinks.  We often label it as an adjustment period which is riddled with frustration and some sense of stepping out of your comfort zone, but ultimately we make the needed adjustments and press on.  For a Staff I Accountant, busy season is the ultimate change and the first few weeks can be a little rocky… not to worry, it’s just a matter of time before you truly get the hang of it.

 

The first few weeks of busy season were not as hectic and unyielding as I had imagined.  I definitely felt an increased urgency for projects and assignments, but the hours were not piling up quite as high as I had thought.  One could say it was like learning to ride a bike with your training wheels tightly fastened to your back tire, where you know there is room for error, but you eventually work your way towards balancing it all by yourself. 

 

However, this past week, someone took the training wheels off and did not bother to give me fair warning.  In almost an instant I had compiled an impressive list of open items to tend to with only a limited number of days to complete it all.  I found myself spending countless hours at the office while the work continued to flow in.  I was pedaling faster and faster attempting to balance it all and yet did not feel like I was truly accomplishing anything.  The long hours and difficult juggling act began to take its toll.  I was mentally (and physically!) exhausted, frustrated, and had my fair share of cuts and bruises, but I knew that if I just focused and got back to basics I could overcome the fear of falling and embrace the challenge that busy season presents.  Going forward, I will continue to accept adversity and navigate the trying roads that lie ahead, just like a kid hopping back on their bike after a bad fall. 

 

Dan

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