The scale this morning was not my worst case scenario, but it wasn’t far from it. I went to the Post Office to retrieve my mail and left 95% of it in the trash there. I managed to get myself downstairs to the treadmill, but the GPS ate my detail. 2-1/2 weeks was just enough time to disorient me in my own home upon return. Something is amiss in Quicken. It seems there’s been a change of plans.