I have worked, been to Costco, Meijer, Kroger, to my friend's house, to Jin-Jin, back to his house, and more, finally, I am home. I am pooped. And my feet hurt. But look at my activity and walking stats, plus I hunted down and brought home a reasonably-priced vacuum, which I have put together and would love to go ahead and test, but it is midnight. On the other hand, my upstairs neighbours are making some sort of sofa or bedspring bounce up and down above me in their living room, a sound that cries 'sex'. So they probably wouldn't notice. The ones downstairs might, though. Oh, well, that will be tomorrow's fun.
