Well, the gastric distress came back with a vengeance today. No idea what caused it, so I'm cutting back on at least two of the suspected foods. In the meantime, Robin took a 4+ mile walk, came back and schlepped upstairs our brand-new exercise bench, which he proceeded to assemble much to Zed's delight. Tomorrow when my tummy's better I intend on helping him get rid of all our big boxes (from the bench, the bed, and the bed frame) and we'll leave the new bench in the living room for Zed to claim as his own (being a cat, of course, he already has). This decision prompted Robin to move forward with more spring cleaning despite the blisters incurred during his walk, lots of stuff is now stored under the bed, and the library/third small bedroom is now cleared for us to move the vanity into their from our home office/second small bedroom (remember, we're talking about an apartment that's only about 750 square feet in total) and redo the office for a more optimal permanent-work-from-home situation. Meanwhile, elsewhere in the country, idiots are hoarding gasoline, and this fireman is shaking his head:
Via BoingBoing.
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