All-in-all, I can’t complain about the day. I mean, the day can’t be bad when it starts with an e-mail from Mom with the subject “Nothin’ Special…” Have I mentioned that I have the coolest ‘rents in the world, lately? I do. I [heart] my mom.

Made it to the gym and did a leg workout. Yes, that’s right. A leg workout on a Monday. This means that I’ll get two leg days this week. I must be a glutton for punishment. No, that can’t be it. Well, maybe it could be… I dunno.

Work, for a Monday, went by pretty quickly. No major snafus… at least, there were none that adversely affected me. They did call overtime on some employees, but I was in one of the groups that wasn’t called. “Ain’t nothin’ wrong with that!” I seem to have pulled/pinched/stretched/strained something in my back while stretching -of all things- at work. *sigh* At least the pain has diminished since earlier this afternoon… but it’s still a bit sore.

Came home, had a bite to eat, and generally relaxed; although, I’m a little torqued about the fact that the station that shows DS9 arbitrarily and capriciously decided to change the time it’s on without consulting me!!! It’s now on at 1 am, which is a “good” thing. Of course, I didn’t discover this until 2:10 am. But, now I don’t have to worry about staying up till 4am versus taping it.

And, in the words of one Mr. Forrest Gump: “And that’s all I have to say about that.”

Peace.