My heart bleeded, girl

There are people delivering my new treadmill. There are loud bangs and thumps coming from the front door and the sunroom. Neville and I are staying out of the way.

The heating unit in the sunroom stopped working yesterday, and someone is coming to look at it in...fifteen minutes. Somehow, I think it's going to get awfully crowded out there. But it needs to be fixed, or, more likely, replaced - it's fifteen years old - before Fred freezes.

And then I need to go finish shopping for Larry. He wants socks and underwear. Yes, really. I guess that's easier than buying them himself.

So, I get a treadmill, he gets underwear. That's a fair trade-off, I think.

Thank you, kimannebb for the card and the fabulous picture. Too adorable!