I’m going to finish my taxes today. Today is the day. It will be done TODAY. Before preschool pick-up time. And, if I’m lucky, maybe I won’t have to pay the stinkin’ IRS any moola. Wouldn’t that be nice? So if you call me and I’m mega-grump, that’s why (combined with the fact that it’s my “Ladies Days” as Marie Barone and my husband like to say). And if you e-mail me and I don’t e-mail back, it’s because I’m trying to focus and not get distracted. So I can finish. And it can be DONE. I’ll let you know how it works out.