It was too good to be true. My daughter, who lived about three hours away, needed someone to house-sit for her for a couple of weeks. I was quasi-retired and able to do what work I did from “home” (read: anywhere I could get an internet connection). My wife had to pull the old nine-to-five grind at a brick-and-mortar business, so that left me to my own devices. It would be a perfect opportunity to indulge in my true passi...