Please stand by. The trouble is not in your set. The trouble is all over the floor of my apartment, in sullen stacks, and I have to go through all of them to get stuff ready for the accountant. This happens every year and I never get any better at it. No posting til Brooklyn, as they say.
Mind you, I managed to procrastinate all the day away yesterday, but I didn’t get anything organized or productive done. That seems to be OK - de rigueur, really. But writing a coherent blog entry would be wrong. /shrugs