Ah, the joys of getting older… My partner asked me this morning how much progress I’d made on crafting my grimoire, my book of spells. Of course, she was being artistic. I’ve been tasked with writing down all my accounts and passwords and what would be needed to access they when I die. As an old IT person I’ve accumulated more than a few of these (>170 by last count). It’s depressing, sure. But a courtesy to your loved ones. More than a couple have monetary impacts.