When the going gets tough, the tough make to-do lists. It's
gotten to be a hobby of ours. The Missus and I seem to have a
new hobby. I say "seem" because if my wife, Jessica, and I were
asked our hobbies, we'd answer with pretty much the typical
ones: Nitpicking the Behavior, Hygiene, and Appearance of Our
Pre-Teen Son; Arguing over Everything, Including the Things We
Agree On; and Going in Debt Through Impulse Purchases.  We
wouldn't think to say Making To-Do Lists.  But we make to-do
lists more than we do anything else. I'll make a list. She'll
make a list. We'll get together on the couch over a glass of
wine and put them together. It's nice when two people can share
something they love.  Those who also enjoy this hobby recognize
this time of year as the prime season for making to-do lists.
Winter's almost over. Spring's almost here. Every-thing that you
didn't do around the house in the last few months you can tell
yourself you're going to do in the next few months.  Telling
yourself you're going to do som