Dianne called early this morning to tell us she had contracted a mysterious ailment and was taking the day off from work. We both piled in the truck and popped over to the their house and did our taxes which the Fed will want in two days from today. Peg finished up our taxes on TurboTax and was just as happy as could be since that ends the misery for another year. I mostly loafed around in the their spacious living room watching Top Gear reruns on Netflix. We went to get gas on the way home and only got lost once.