Cold and windy here today. The snow was a no show however. So, that’s good.
Had zero interest in going outside – so, I got the taxes all reviewed. I just don’t have enough guts to file them. What’s the worse that can happen? Well, IRS problems sent Al Capone to Alcatraz. Not a happy thought. Hopefully, if I missed something/messed up/otherwise screwed up, I can play the bereaved widow card.
I did a tiny bit of work on Carlton’s stuff today. I must get cracking on this phase.
Wonder if I am going to get inspired about cooking dinner tonight? A variation on last night’s dinner. Using shaved brussel sprouts as the base rather than lettuce. Or maybe “just” a fried egg sandwich. I love fried egg sandwiches.