It occurred to me this morning—a dark and dreary one—that what I need is a computer therapist. I’ve been frustrated for days with the state of my Excel files. I have so many sheets, workbooks, and versions that I’m lost. Then once inside my workbooks and sheets, I wander aroun… Read full post »

It was back in my “soccer mom” phase, when I was of the mindset that attending the end-of-the-season season party was more important than the office “open house.” Even though we had lost every game, I knew that trophies would be liberally distributed to all. Perhaps… Read full post »