I've got a few things on my plate right now. There are the personal obligations such as the issue of where my younger daughter will be attending college in 18 months. Having determined only what she doesn't want to be (a real estate agent), the field is wide open, and her current short list includes every school with "university" or "college" in the name. We will be visiting the electoral college over spring break just to rule it out. Then there are the obligations that come under the category of "I'd rather be fencing in a bikini." Having tired of waiting for the tax genie to show up and sort through my shoe boxes, I am resigned to tackling this delightful first-quarter ritual on my own. And finally, there is that job thing. "What a nice sense...
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