Ruh-Roh.

Last summer, we didn't make any firm plans to go anywhere. I had a big project that we'd just been awarded, and it was scheduled to start in July or August, firmly planting us all here at home.

Of course, surprise of surprises, the study didn't actually start -- beyond client hand-holding -- until at the precise moment the kids went back to school.

A long, long, long, long time ago, I agreed to work on another project with my friend for a client we had done work for in another time and another place many years ago. It's an intriguing project and labor intensive. It needs a total of about 150 hours of my time, in two- and four-hour chunks, all of it at my friend's facility in Oakland. We'll call that Project A.

That same friend and I scrambled to bid on another project funded by the state. Its timeline made it so the heavy front-end work could be done before school let out. Although my time would still be required throughout the months of the project, I could do a lot of that work from home wherever. We'll call that Project B.

Project A starts in earnest June 24. Project B was delayed but it looks like we'll still be getting it. Today.

Did I mention school lets out tomorrow?