Ah, February, the longest short month we have. Or maybe just the grayest. Either way, here we are again. Bills due, pages to turn, a time change looming.

February was a noisy month, the din of the world encroached on my little family – the news, the day-to-day grimness, lingering coughs, one massive windstorm leading to an impressive explosion as a transformer blew at 3 am, and the godforsaken nap prophylactic: local weekend skeet shooting.

I’ve been awaiting this next part of 2018 for a long time. As we “spring ahead,” so too does life and my career. My family and I have some opportunities (both collective and individual) in the coming months, holy yesses we’ve shouted uncertainly to the skies. More on all of that as things unfold in their due time.