Brain-fried!
Bushnell ceiling.
Well, I managed to get my stuff organized (more or less, and more less than more) for the Genrettes. We’ll meet over the weekend.
You’d think I could chill for a bit, but nope.
I’ve now just completed one of those evil Chores of Officaldom, this one relating to my ACA-provided health insurance, and the need to prove that I actually am self-employed and thus cannot prove my income with paycheck stubs because, hey, I don’t get those. Therefore; Spreadsheets! Calculations!  Tracking down records of payments and expenses… Tedious and nerve-wracking, but done now.
Unless they contact me and request more proof. Well.
I’d love to tell you how much I enjoyed Beautiful: the Carole King Musical, but: brain-fried.
Short version: Yes, excellent! But I do want to write a longer version.  King’s music was a significant presence in the soundtrack of my youth, and seeing it transformed into a stage show was both inspiring and analytically interesting.
So… more later.
