Last night: Two machine-loads of laundry, two sinks full of handwashing, unloaded dishwasher, exercised. And read a book

Tonight: Washed all my sweaters and the afghans and put them neatly away for the summer. Watched West Wing. Read a book

I figure, two or three more days of this, and you ingrates will be begging me to go back to obsessing over Spike! Begging me!

I'm so amazingly boring.