A lovely Friday the Thirteenth, more or less. The Service Engine Soon light went back off. My TIVO arrived, not that I’ve set it up yet. I’m still trying to tidy things, and I may rearrange that entire television area. I even got dressed and left the house, even though I took the day off. I went by Bed, Bath, and Beyond and got a new pillow and skillet—not to be used together. The pillow is divine. I have tried it out several times. It’s lovely, sinking my head down into such soft fluffiness. I also did the traditional grocery store trip, and I bought mostly things that are good for me, even though I’m about as horrible at dieting as a person can be. A bit after I got home, a full contingent of fire trucks and emergency vehicles showed up in the block south of me. We never did figure out exactly what they were doing. The neighbor and I decided the wind must has knocked something onto a transformer or something of that sort. It was wickedly windy. I didn’t really do much in the way of cleaning. Okay, I changed two burned out lightbulbs, and I threw two empty boxes down the steps. Surely that counts as cleaning. I’m counting it anyway.