Between family stuff, illness, and a project that completely redefined scope creep, lame is the nicest way I can think of to describe how I've been feeling for the past six weeks or so.

I do appreciate all of my friends and clients who offered me support and kind words as I've been dealing with "stuff." It has helped immeasurably. (And much more constructive than asking me if I knew precisely when my grandmother was going to pass away, so I could get a project done before that time. And no, I am not making that one up. Believe me, I wish I was.)

While there are still some things up in the air, it's getting better. I'm getting back on track, slowly but surely. If I owe you stuff, rest assured I'm working on it.

As always, hats off to my darling Sam. I certainly couldn't do any of it without your love and infinite patience.