Excellent news on Tim's bell lap. He's really done very well under the circumstances.
I did my Monday morning Pilates and it was sweaty and vigorous. The week has officially started.
More importantly, I cleaned the Guinea Pig cage which was ripe and overdue. Then I trekked to the Post Office and with immaculate timing arrived with No Line Whatsoever, wherein I mailed a big fat frickin' check to the IRS via Priority.
Bought a Muffaletta for lunch. (And, of course it had olives on it or it wouldn't be a Muffaletta by definition!)
I've taken out the garbage and I'm about to go to therapy, and when I return I will do the other two Onerous Tasks that have been bedeviling me: the Lutheran spawning dishes in the sink, and vacuuming (which is especially necessary because I've been killing flies all over the house and need to suck up their little exo-corpses).