And work said, "Let there be spreadsheets!"

So, for the past 6 months of my life I have lived spreadsheets. I have learned more about Excel than I ever thought I would, and have become rather proficient at looking up Excel formulas and formats to get it to do what I want it to do. The result of all these spreadsheets is that I'm still not sure of whether androids dream of electric sheep, but I do know that I dream of spreadsheets. I dream of formulas, and formats, and columns and rows of data. And I'd really like to stop doing so now, thank you!