And life returns to some kind of normal...

We had a feast! It was good!

There's a shirt I need to hunt up out of my incoming laundry box.

The goat is up for the year, and someone is live-streaming it; the patches of pixelization seem to be placed where people and vehicles would otherwise be clearly visible on the roads around it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RXIsDUtQIhQ (Keeping track of the goat is a Tumblr seasonal hobby.)

We have leftovers.

I finally got my pill boxes filled, a day or two before the absolute absolute last minute. Next time I should probably not include the four-times-a-day boxes in the filling lineup; I think those slowed things down considerably. I dropped fewer than usual pills, I think. I also put on GBBO to watch. Belovedest asked if I had a spare empty flash drive while I was in the middle of a particularly obnoxious bit of filling; I let them know the problem and then looked afterward.

Yellface was cross with me for blocking her path with the various debris of my endeavors.

There are various appointments tomorrow. Whee.