The humor of this is that my youngest came into the study (where I keep all my competition shipping stuff and the awards), looked at my medals and ribbons in a pile by the paper cutter, and goes, "Abba, you need to do something other than have a pile of medals."
I know, kid.
I know.
Let's see me get free time to *do* something to organize them.
Half the reason I'm still brewing at this point, honestly, is I can do it asynchronously with my paid job, and I can enjoy the fruits of my labor after the kids are in bed. Plus, honestly, prepping packages to go to a homebrew competition and dropping them at UPS takes very little time.