My current life's work over the last few years has been chronologically organizing all of my photos albums, as best as I can, because family and past mes did not think dates were important, so now me just wants to travel back in time and smack em all. I'll be leaving notes for my descendants to LABEL THEIR PHOTOS. Older Yous and future gens will thank you, especially if they're anal and (family) Tree Keepers like me. Yesterday I was working from 1600s all the way up to 2002, until my cat broke my hyperfocus by laying on my photo album! " Hello, slave. I'm here NOW ." Can't say that I was the happiest Au-DHDer, but I had also been working on this project for about 12 hours, give or take. Jimmy V was tired of being ignored and shooed away. Also I'm sure she was putting her scent all over my albums. Funny enough the pages she's laying on in the pictures are of old dogs and cats that I used to have when in the late 90's early 00's: two ...