Chicken burrito and mishmashed pasta in sauce thing.
Cleaning kitchen again.
Cleaning linen closet (who knew that was where all the REEEALLY weird stuff was........).
Long walk/run out in the lovely weather.
"Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and than it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come." -- Matt Groening.
So. That was my day.