It's just a day, so far.

Scott's gone camping with his friends and will hopefully have a good time. I helped out by doing the grocery shopping he needed last night and provided him with a great deal of amusement by overprovisioning a bit (he asked for specific stuff and then added anything else I could think of to the list - all the extras will keep for quite a while, so we can certainly eat them whenever if they come back from the trip).

Saw him off this morning. Am now doing laundry and cleaning. The dishes are in the dishwasher (which I'll run after the laundry's done with the washer, I think). The kitchen has been cleaned of trash, the refrigerator of old food, and the living room is beginning to look better. The cookbooks are all in a cupboard in the kitchen (cupboard space is under-used and the living room shelves are over-full, so it seemed a sensible swap to me!).

This afternoon, I'm going to go out back and weed it again. Thinking of what I'll do next year. Depending on my energy levels, we may end up with a back lawn (I'd rather have to fight grass out, than fight weeds out - it fights harder but looks less like shit in the interim) for the most part. Scott says he doesn't mind mowing it if we do.

A day in the ever-so-exciting life, etc., etc. Pardon me, I have clutter to pick up. :P