Piles and piles of paper.
'Tis the season.
The Bag Lady swears every year that she will be better organized when it comes to her paperwork, but in reality, she seems to get worse every year. Sigh.
When she closes her eyes, she sees paper. With figures on it.
The Bag Lady is hopeless when it comes to figures.
Why, oh why wasn't she born smart instead of funny-looking?