Last night was good. The service in the cafe was a little off; there was a new barista, so I can cut him some slack. There was a lot of good conversation last night. dropped in for a bit with the Little Miss and the visiting . Post-coffee dinner was good, too.

I woke up this morning around 9:40… for no particular reason. But, that was okay. It was better than when I woke up around 8:45 to the sound of someone on the basketball court. At 8:45… Unglaublich.

I’ve spent the better part of the morning (and early afternoon) doing a whole lot of nothing. Then it hit me: The urge to clean. I’m not sure if it’s a complete “Spring Cleaning,” but it’s something. And it needs to get done. So, I started. I’m actually in the middle of it. No, that’s not true. I’m still in the early stages of it. I’m doing the dishes that I have let go for a few days. Next, I think I’ll tackle the living room. Whoop-de-fuck.

At least there’s 2-D Physics tonight. That’s something to look forward to.

I should probably get back to cleaning. *sigh*

That which does not kill me makes me stronger gives me dishpan hands.

Namaste.