Library was fine.
The walk back (and mostly uphill) was a bit strenuous.
Got exercise anyhow.
No news on jobs.
Slacked off, ate dinner.
Didn't do dishes.
Sifted through allllll the laundry.
Did a load, but the machine broke.
One of my brain is now going to berate the other half for being immature and childish.
Not about the laundry.
I'm going to bed soon, and sometime the boy will be home.