Me and spreadsheets… picture me hunched over an antique oak desk, barely lit by a golden pool of light from a banker’s lamp, cup of freshly sharpened pencils at hand, and a dusty, well worn ledger book. Weary as I count the hour’s toll with each passing revolution of the hands. Alas, the bottles seem to multiply as I work through the stash. In other words… no spreadsheets for me lol.Mine's just a multicolumn list. No formulae involved.
Just getting the stash into ELR was groundbreaking progress enough. Getting me past scraps of paper and my notebook was a quantum leap.

She likes messing with me all the time.
. I fold the bottom sheet using Martha Stewart’s method (Hers looks like a top sheet folded when she’s done, mine looks less like a wadded up lump). Fold the rest, put the whole batch into one of the pillowcases and put it in the closet.