One down, many to go…

I am home again after another four-day trip to Chicago to get my Dad's taxes signed and meet with the lawyer about family business stuff. I am more than a little chuffed, because this is the first time in at least six years that Dad hasn't needed to file an extension. (You all did notice that the date on this is the 14th, right? Cue fireworks and balloons…)

I am having to remind myself about once an hour that Dad's taxes being done does not mean I can run out and take on a new project. After a...