What Did I Do?

I must have done something. It must have been really, really bad. I clearly angered the tax gods. Otherwise they would have never cursed me with a gorgeous, summer-like day on the weekend before the end of tax season. I spent most of the day toiling away in the basement, but I did manage to escape for a little while. The boys and I decided that the sidewalk was a rather unappealing shade of gray. We fixed it. Apparently, this made Ry hungry.