day 1038

:) The tradition continues!!! Among the "yearly/gotta do" races is tonights-the Wall Street run. For some reason I get a kick outta this one. Why? Don't really know. Is it the suits who get PISSED that the streets are closed off? Is it running by the WTC site? Is it the nausea I feel seeing tourists smile as their picture is taken near The Footprint? Is it the drawstring bags Siemens gives out? Dunno. All I know is I love this one. It IS inconvenient-my line is "If you can run after work, you didn't work." But hey, beats being @ Toxichouse.

day 1037

You really CAN'T make up stuff this good!!!!! Stoney, still being weird, but the edge is off. Got home, slept. Hmmmmm. God forbid you keep normal hours. Instead, take full advantage of a Mutha who does nothing to parent a child. So, he sleeps when he should be studying. THEN, goes out to smoke. When told his room reeks, responds "must be my clothes." Amazing. But, that wasn't the piece de resistance. Sybil gets home, informs me Hulk killed a cat. That, in and of itself is no biggie, he chases them in the backyard/they taunt him. Que paso? He got loose. Sybil (again) left the gate open. Useless. Absolutely useless. Best of all? It tried blaming Stoney. Told ya, can't accept responsibility for anything. Exacerbating it: blaming your son. Astonishing. At least It was quiet. Meanwhile.....Stoney smokes................. This am? Was prepared to gym it. When I left for the job, the "chance of showers" became a reality. Yet, got to the job, merely cloudy. NICE!!!!!Got my miles. My head's good!

day 1036

:( REALLLLY hurts!!!!! Ok, made it through the weekend. Mostly in one piece. Got my miles, Sybil? Behaving. Stoney-off the HOOK!!! Yesterday, Sybil goes the extra mile and caters His Majesty's dinner-asked what he wanted, then made bbq for 1. Bastard really doesn't know how good he's got it. He takes his plate to the living room, where I'm watching tv, proceeds to change the channel. Rude motherfucker. I challenge him, his response? Goes off on the tv in the bedroom, how I never let anyone watch it.....of course YOU remember for 3 years no one made the bed, thus removing the remote results in loss of bedroom as a hang out room. Of course, THAT factoid is nowhere to be found. He then proceeds to leave the house for the SECOND time to smoke. Sybil, does nothing. This am, I arise, he asks for lunch money. I inform him there's peanut butter and bread in the fridge. Spoiled motherfucker. He goes off BIG. I counter with: First Bank of Dad requires basic respect. Asshole. He flips, starts punching shit. Good. Break your hand. Sybil? Pleads for quiet, no support. Nice. I double back after hitting the job, he's STILL in bed. Sybil, on the couch. He's decided to sleep in since His Majesty's sleep was disrupted. Amazing. And you wonder why I told you I'm alone. Totally alone. His Royal Highness decides to sleep in, after disrespecting his father, after dissing his dad explaining how he's gonna tell his friends...................... ZERO respect. And, again, Sybil, on the couch. Nothing. This am? You BET your ass I got my miles. HOT as HELL, but after being repeatedly punched in the gut, was easy. Felt lovely to see my people. I am so alone.

day 1035

Yuuuuuuch!!!!! Jeeeez!!! Summer is here w/a vengeance. 90+ today. Waited until (for me) much later than usual to run. Then again, I used to do spin class Mondays. Now, gotta get miles. Waited until 2+ hours later than usual. Fatal error. BUT, I made it. Saw some peeps, not many, though my walkers were out. Then, off to NYC. Hadda avoid Toxichouse @ all costs. With Stoney behaving like a bitch, I needed to get the fuck out. Did ok, caught a double feature @ the IFC, walked around Manhattan, did well. A pleasant day. Sucks that now Sybil is behaving (allows It to go to the beach and ignore its son), thus Stoney has to be a twat. Oh well. Great Memorial day weekend! ...shoot me now...

day 1034

Beat the alternatives! Woke up, what do I find in the bathroom garbage? A Q-tip with weed residue. FUCK. Of course, when I called Sybil It didn't pick up Its phone. FUCK. Single parenting SUCKS! Did the Long Beach 10m. First 8 were in the RAIN!!!! STILL preferable to spending one more fucking second with Stoney or Sybil. Fed up with both. What slays me is: he has the disrespect to leave evidence in MY house!!!!!!! And It? useless, totally useless. In a week Stoney has the SAT's. Fat fucking chance it'll do him any good! I've never felt so totally alone. I get home, with Sybil present, confront him. His response? He refers to testifying against me for the allegations Sybil put in his head. Great. Can't wait 'til he gets arrested.

day 1033

SUCKED, but... At least I was out there. Did the Runday 5k down the block. Famous for the clubs that USED to do it. But alas, no mo'. They're gone, and selfish. Fuck 'em. I was there. Ran like SHIT. BUT, I was there. WAS terrific seeing the Long Island peeps. REALLY feeling my knees/age, but hey, knowing you're not gonna win takes alotta pressure off. AND, today's run is always hottttttt. Manana, more pain. 10m, flat, but punishingly hot. Stoney? Elected to go to the movies w/his peeps. Sybil? Sat in the back tanning. Right. Skin cancer AND tanning. And yes, the clippings are STILL on the ground. Real pride in the home.

day 1032

TGIF!!!!!! Moron finally waltzes into the house @ 10pm, after saying It'd be there @ 4 pm. Typical. Remember, THIS is the same shipwreck that trims hedges after dark-then leaves the clippings there 4 days later. THIS is the same individual who buys Its son air fresheners rather than address his weed smoking. Amazing. Thank GOD I got my miles in. Remember my Dim Sum peep who pointed to his knee yesterday. I WISH knee pain was my only problem. Amazing. BUT, today I ran. I'm good. ...and no, the useless Bitch STILL didn't buy an SAT prep book-but I GUARANTEE it'll be tanning this weekend.

day 1031

No, you CAN'T write stuff this good. Trying to be proactive, TRIED to contact Stoney. His room REEKS of weed, and what does Sybil do? Gives him an air freshener. Amazing. So I contacted him to let him know what happend outside the house is his problem, in the house my problem. I can't believe he'd have that level of disrespect. And Sybil gets him an air freshener. Amazing. But, remember, this IS the same person who takes it upon Itself to trim the bushes-after dark-then leaves the clippings everywhere. This am, got my miles. Enables me to tolerate the fools. It ain't easy. Especially alone.

day 1030

The thing of it is............ Ok, Sybil takes Stoney out to get some new sneeks. Cool. BUT, of course, goes to the priciest place, and yet refuses to spend $20 on an SAT prep book. Amazing. More amazing, still, It goes out to a stem cell survivor dinner, while Stoney's STILL in his weed stinkin' room-where he spent the entire day("sick," no school). Right. As his cough grows worse, It continues Its lifestyle as a professional victim. Can't WAIT til he attempts college. All the years of pissing away money, while I suggested putting half in the bank...............In a normal family, he'd at least be grounded. Not @ Toxichouse. So, REALLY glad I got my miles in. Was raining as I headed in, but it stopped long enough. THEN, the sun actually came out. Ran into one of my Dim Sum peeps-he asked if I did L.I. or Brooklyn-love these guys. And another peep, says he's considering Staten Island. Best of all, my Before Picture!!! He was m.i.a. due to a blister. TOLD him his footwear was wrong, but, whatever. People usually don't listen. Felt like a homecoming. Now if only I didn't havta fumigate my nostrils after walking through Stoney's room. What total disrespect. If the room smells that strong, wonder where he been smokin'? And Sybil, smells nothing. Moron. It was in his room last night chiding him for the mess. Wonder where he gets THAT from????????

day 1029

DRATS!!! Was feeling up to a run this am, but forgot The Plan (The Plan never fails us, we fail The Plan). Rather than Spin Class yesterday, got my miles in anticipation of today's rain...but...BUT...it was misting by me. No way Jose. Got to the job, rain. Dayum!!!!! So, elliped. Stoney? Tearing my heart out. REEKS of weed. Kills me. His mother? Totally useless. Was talking of going to the library to get an SAT prep book. Didn't wanna spend the $$$. Useless person. While others ay tutors, this one just can't close the deal-but WILL throw away yet more $$$$$ on thrift store shit. Really slays me.

day 1028

THAT was close!!!!! Weather predicted to be raining from 4am this am through manana evening. I'd been attending Monday 6am Spin Class to soothe the achy joints/gibve myself a break. BUT, with rain on the horizon, figured suck it up and ellip manana instead. Glad I did. Got my miles, got recentered, and was ready to take on the day. Felt good!!!!! Robin Gibb dead, tonight's the last House. Too much be hap'nin'.

day 1027

Odd. Did the Forest Park 4m, sortof. EVERYONE was ahead of me. But then again, THEY didn't do the Brooklyn Half yesterday. My time REALLY sucked, but again, normal people take a day or so to chillax. Not I. If it's a Queens race, gotta represent. 5 of us there, all ahead of me. My ego's intact. Back home, did the lawn. Stoney? Smells like a hemp factory. THIS is killing me. AND, to me, he's a bitchy teen. To Sybil, all love and kisses. Asshole. Its reaction? Couldn't be bothered. Went to the beach. Amazing. And you wonder why I feel as though the weight of the world is on my shoulders. Still, got my run in. Pix below.

day 1026

Whew!!!!! Brooklyn Half was TOUGH!!!!! Took a shitload of walk breaks, but still did better than my last half. But, as you know, I don't do it for a time. AND, medals!!!!! Nice! Was split, whether to take the train or drive. Glad I used MTA. Was a zoo!!!!! Over 10,000 people, not unlike The Big One. Pix below show the port-o-sans (reminding one of Ft.Wadsworth) and the multitudes @ Coney Island. AND, met my peeps, specifically, a NYRR guy who befriended me. Nice. Then off to Manhattan, catch a flick. Was just in time to see.....YELLOW SUBMARINE!!!!! How cool was that? Ran to Coney island, where Maman exposed me to frog's legs, THEN caught a flick Pedrito exposed me to @ Floyd Bennett Field! Wow. Of course, hadda avoid Toxichouse (which has actually been peaceful. Sybil's been behaving as Stoney smells more and more like a marijuana leaf). Today, neighbor was having a yard sale. So, @ the AMC 25, SOMETHING'S always up. So made myself a double feature-snuck into battleship. AWFUL movie. All action, no substance. Left after an hour. Cruised to the upper west side, got some dinner, then home. And yes, Stoney AGAIN smoked. Can't WAIT to see his attitude when he asks for $$$ for college. Tell him he smoked it. Disrespectful lil' shit.

day 1025

Strange, not sure whether "good strange" or "bad strange." No run this am, no exercise. Gotta bank the cals for manana's half. Strange to do nothing. Really shows me how stabilizing my groove is. Feel like a fish outta water. Yesterday, Stoney hangin' w/a peep, room REEKS!!! This sort of stuff absolutely kills me. And Sybil? Useless in these matters. Absolutely slays me. Do what I can... Signed off on the refi papers, sending them in. Felt GREAT. As though the weight of the world is off my shoulders. Problem is: why do I have to do EVERYTHING? I expect it on the job, but on the home front it would be amazing to get some help. So, manana, Brooklyn Half. Split between driving in or mta. Dunno. We'll see. Then Sun, my yearly "I do it 'cause it's a Queens thing" run-Forest Park. ALWAYS falls after either Long Island or another long run, so I'm ALWAYS hurting and slow. Still, I'm there (catch that QuantumBrickshit?). Can't just talk the talk. Gotta represent the borough!!!!!

day 1024

Soooo good to be back! Really missed my am runs, but between rain and sched changes, was lucky to maintain and not lose progress made. Got my miles, saw my Dim Sum peeps, Lynn was running with Winston-really a lovely morning. She hit the nail on the head (hence, she's a peep) when she said "doesn't get any better." Absolutely yummy temps, didn't break a sweat. Felt good. All days should start this well!

day 1023

NIIICE!!! WAS p.o'd the rain held for the Mets game. I had tix for Mon AND Tues, hoping Tues'd get rescheded. But alas, not only did they play, they got their asses kicked. Oh well. Free tix, can't bemoan it too much. So, Stoney and I actually on a roll! We went out, again!!!!! Back to back days, I'm shocked. He consented to go with me to see Dark Shadows. SUCKED, really a waste of time, but being with him is priceless. He openly dozed. Yep, THAT bad. BUT, spending even a second with him is cool. After, he hit on me for Chipotle, a pleasure to do so. This am, again, RAIN. Goddamnit!!! So, off to the gym. Was tempted to throw in the towel, but, suck it up buttercup. AND, in opening the mail, the refi papers. Nice. Not bad God, not bad.

day 1022

YESSS!!!!!!! Not only did Stoney consent to accompany me to the Mets game, but, it DIDN'T get rained out. I was fully prepared to bail, but we did well. PLUS, the game I got tix for in July (Cheap Trick was supposed to perform, replaced by Daughtry), I was allowed to exchange. Nice. The rule of thumb for the game was: we leave @ 5, if it was raining, we'd bail. We both napped, awoke a lil after 5, all dry!!! Nice. Got on the LIRR, packed. Rangers game + Mets game = standing room only. Got to the game, cloudy, but ok. Got chilled, got stuck buying a windshirt @ the team store-of course, Stoney hadda get a $42 hat. Hey, the tix were free after all, so it balanced out. GREAT seats, but empty. Annoyed me. The way peeps were pushing for the free seats @ the race, place should'a been packed. Oh well, their loss. Stoney had a blast, we bonded, wonderful. Back to Toxichouse @ 11:15, It's cleaning, blasting music. No, it isn't easy.

day 1021

Home sweet home (in more ways than one!) GREAT Mother's Day!!! Volunteered @ the Japan Day run. WAS pissed I couldn't vol AND run the race, but there was wisdom to the nyrr madness. Once you finished reg, you moved to another assignment, and really had fun. Was great to hang with some of the usual nyrr suspects. THEN, headed back, did the lawn (good thing I didn't run), then, of course, dysfunction kicked in. Sybil had to-of course-ditch us in favor of others. So Stoney rode with me to hook up w/Uncle Pete for dinner. Bitch didn't even see to Stoney's food-the dinner was his breakfast. Jeeeez. BUT, let's not let the Useless One spoil our weekend. Had a good time with Pedrito, THEN revelation kicked in. Priest brother wasn't even invited. Turns out, Pedrito's sick of his bullshit. Now, kiddies, what have I been telling you all along? Self involved yuppiePriest. Pedrito was finally pushed over the edge when he did the math, and discovered Priest had visited 3x when he was in hospital. Really good Priest. Again, self involved useless asshole. I've known this as long as we've been related. FINALLY others do. Being right doesn't help, but since I get zero validation from Sybil, sometimes seeing things as they are is a form of self-validation. AND, of course, It drove off, leaving us to go hang with Its groupies. Happy Mother's Day, right. Today, I ran. Thus, everything fell into place. Really helps you prioritize. Felt GREAT. Normally, Monday would be spin class day, but with rain scheduled for anytime today through Wednesday, gotta get my miles in while I can.

day 1020

GREAT weekend! Friday, in nyc, had me some fun. Sat, raced, then flick, then concert (pix below). This am, volunteered-AND actually enjoyed it-though my back is killing me. I signed up for reg, but they then move you where they need you. Did the kids race after, REALLY enjoyed it. Before I knew it, I was done!!!!! Unfortunately, all good things come to an end-back to Toxichouse.

day 1019

REALLY stepped in shit!!!!! Ok, headed to Manhattan to get my room for the weekend, to play. 2 events-a 10k on Sat n' either run the 4m on Sun or fulfill my volunteer requirement. Was walking about town, early-as usual-caught a niche flick @ the AMC 25, but before the flick, manager grabs us, apologized profusely for the situation-but had to walk us to another theater. No biggie, but gave all assembled free passes for another flick. So, there I was, a $6 movie (early matinee, 'natch), and ANOTHER flick. *and Deb texted me asking if I was doing the weekend races. You're really never alone/have friends everywhere. So, me being me, not wanting to NOT be busy, did MORE walking around, got a ticket for a Comedy Central Showcase (2 drink minimum, ugh) then ANOTHER opportunity presented itself. Overkill @ The Best Buy Theater. Killed 2 stones w/the same bird: great band, good way to pass the evening, and first time @ that venue. Niiiice!!!!! ***Spoke with the volunteer coordinator, nope, can't volunteer AND run the race. Oh well. Gotta do watcha gotta do. *****Pix below

day 1018

made it!!!!!! Week's a wrap, now we embark on the next chapter, a.k.a. "no more fridays." Burned up all the days I needed to use, this being the last. Gonna take a bit of getting used to, but works out in the end. Why? Because being on site is actually less labor intensive than being off. When the cat's away...esp in view of the new gig. Now I really feel the weight of the world. Yesterday, more drama. THIS is why I feel so alone at times. Stoney does a preemptive strike-usually hits on First Bank of Dad to make a Friday withdrawl. Hit on me yesterday instead. No sooner does he perpetrate this miscreance, than he boogies out, not before leaving residue on the bathroom window sill. I texted him, he sees no problem with this. I text the useless twat, she gets pissed that I contacted It. Fucking amazing. Guess we wait 'til he hits the crack pipe.

day 1017

sooooo close!!! Almost made it out this am, but alas, more friggin' rain. NOT such a bad thing, save for the fact that God has a HELLUVA sense of humor. No sooner did we finish morning rounds, than the sun came out!!!!! Funny. So, off to the gym again. No biggie, felt ok to ellip and again give the knees a break. Point is to stay in shape, not be a slave to the grind. Home is actually...nice. Sybil opened the mail indicating my appointment, It can't help Itself. Sure this had an effect on Its behavior.

day 1016

THAT felt...actually...good! Came home, note, NOT Toxichouse. Milk in the fridge, peace, mail in the mailbox, Stoney napping.....then...THEN...again, The Article removed from the fridge. I wasn't mad, but deeply hurt. Called It, left a message asking that It ask first, then remove-noting that I had hundreds of copies. It came home, indicated one of her peeps wanted to see it. Wow. For ONCE the useless one wasn't psychotic. Of course, if I wanted to cause a stink, I'd have gone the route of "don't touch my things," as Sybil does, but no. I was good. Alot to be said for doing the right thing. But wait...it gets better. She comes home, plays for me a voicemail Stoney's history teacher left. He wanted to note good things!!! Wow. Now THAT'S what I'm talkin' about!!!!! When I taught, as well as in my current capacity, I never was a "I only speak when it's bad news" person. Well done Stoney, well done History Teacher. But WAIT!!!!! Even better! Pret either took meds or became normal, texted me askin' wassup? I thought it was time to stick a fork in it based on her contact the other day. I just don't understand people. BUT WAAAAIIIT! THEN, Debbie texted me. Unfortunately, I was asleep. Great to have peeps. Even greatER to live like you guys do-go home after working and enjoy your surroundings, rather than fear/avoid them. This am? Rain. Good. Wanted to run, but after the half, could use a day off. So, hit the gym, elliped. Good. NOW I know how you normal people feel.

day 1015

JEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEZ!!!!! Didn't respond Sunday to Pret's text and major anger ensued. Wow. THAT stung. How often do I text and either no response or later the next day. Wow. But, today, we actually have milk in the fridge!!!!! (amazing ain't it???). Useless one finally discovered we lack needed items. I'd have enabled It, but no. Learned to drink black coffee instead. This am, got back to business. REALLY wanted to take the day off, but no. After my crap time @ the 1/2, after soin yesterday, time to get miles. So, off to The Line. Felt good, slow as hell, but good. Next couple's a days, rain predicted, so hadda get miles when I could.

day 1014

Sore as HELL from yesterday, but went to spin anyway. Really hurt Pret is so out of the loop. Got texted yesterday re: "I was @ mile 1, 7, 14...looking for you." All you havta do is read here, or on FB to stay current. Talk about being out of the loop. Wow. Toxichouse? No milk for 3 days. Need I say more? Now that it's official, really looking @ the job with fresh eyes. How things have changed, yet not at all. Wow.

day 1013

my, how things unfold!!! 5/2/12: went to Bill Lannigan's retirement get together, driving with my old boss. 5/3/12: my Civil Service Anniversary. 5/4/12: announcement FINALLY made, I'm appointed Director. 5/4/12, pm: Albany (a.k.a. HQ) 5k. 5/6/12: Palisades 1/2 Marathon. How cool was that????? How was my time today? Immaterial (SUCKED, but the course was all hills), I finished, got my medal, wasn't last. Nice. Unfortunately they had us wait 45 minutes for the busses to take us to the start, totally destroyed my back. Not really very good for my time to be running all hills with an aching back, but, I finished and had fun!

wonder why?

my pace slows, worse than last year? Where you live, is up down and down up? Do people stay up 'til 1am cleaning (the once every 3 months due to being hypo-manic) then sleep all day-THEN whine because (gasp) activities of daily living make noise in the house IN THE DAYTIME???? Shebitch was supposed to go to a birthday party, after being up 'til 1am + cleaning. I'd been out late Friday night @ the 5k, expecting to come home and shower. Nope, bathtub being used to soak dishes. Yep. Dishes. Then, this am, It goes out to the birthday party (fridge empty, but going out nontheless), only to find THE PARTY IS TOMORROW. Would be SO nice to get a good night's sleep before a race. Before anything for that matter. But no, @ Toxichouse, we stay up way too late then sleep all day.

day 1012

that was cool!!! Picked up the rental, hooked up with Anita, drove up to Albany. REALLY a good time!!!!! All the way up jabbering, all the way back jabbering, had a blast. My time? Sucked, but hey, it was the experience. God I love running. Manana, the fun continues, going with peeps to jersey to avoid the dreaded Long Island cycle of death and boredom.

day 1011

Travel day. Thankfully, raining this am, good. Have a race tonight (yes, tonight) in Albany. Normally I'd have run this am, but thankfully I'm exercising some common sense. Since I'm off Fridays (keep in mind Sunday's Half), made plans to pick up a rental, then drive up. Nice. Little day trip/road trip. But my prior self would'a been up at 3.....nope. And best of all, when did the rain start? Just as I would'a been winding up my run-as in: "FOOLED YOU!!!!! Thought you got your run in, nope. Got ya soaked!!!" But alas, saving my energy, otherwise, tonight would've been an exercise in exhaustion.

day 1010

:) Today I celebrate 22 years with the state. Nice. Doing ANYTHING for this period is cool-the attitude of a a marathon runner! Full of irony though. Yesterday, went to a peep's retirement. Drove my retired supervisor. Wow. And that day got the news that I was approved for the brass ring. Wow. Amazing n'est pas? MORE amazing: had the club meeting yesterday-it DIDN'T suck! Wow. Expected a quick meeting, it wasn't, but it's ok. This am, rain. SHIT!!!! REALLY wanted to get some miles in, but, since this week is like last week re: weird schedule, it's best that it DID in fact preclude running. Hit the gym, elliped. Got my time in anyway.

What if...

what if you threw a party and nobody came? Shebitch had Its jewelry party, 2 people showed up. Two. Dos. I'm FUCKING THRILLED. One of the cunts who showed up actually had the balls to ask why we had the article on the fridge. Guess we know where Shebitch gets her support. 2 people.

day 1009

Could'a predicted it. The club is going 7/7 to a game, asked Stoney, his answer "why don't you ask Uncle Pete..." Now, Sybil had started with Its "you KNOW he likes going..." attempting to portray me as neglectful. Meanwhile, I invite him repeatedly to a ton of shit. Of course, never miss a chance to put me down. So, he says "maybe." Whatever, did my part. AND, with tonight's jewelry party, Its car: $300+ to fix. Good. Adding injury to insult, It has a clogged/overflowing toilet to deal with. Started ranting on Stoney re: blaming him, holding him responsible for clean up. THEN, starting on me re: the den. (Rewind the tape here). Again, starts in with Its rant about a washer and dryer IN MY DEN. Now remember kiddies, 1)I used to tell It to balance the washer, of course It didn't, washer broke. Duh. 2)Does the den even have access to water? Of course not, but it IS one orderly area of the house. Makes for a nice target when you're nuts. When my peep from the job came over, even HE remarked how it was in order. But HE'S not bipolar!!!!! So, I got It ranting about a clogged toilet, breaking my balls about the den, SCREAMING @ me for eating (gasp) veggies that had been in the fridge (for a week), Stoney pissed that I have the GALL to partake in foods in the fridge. Lovely. But remember, I'm Satan. So, here's how it went down: not only does Sybil tear me a new one, interrogating me re: "why do you need to have...." (imagine, keeping stuff in a house I pay every bill for???), THEN, Stoney has the balls to hold me accountable for foods I ate from the fridge. Really????? Great parenting there. But remember, I'm Satan. So, with that, NEEDED the miles this am, when I split, light rain...then...THEN DAMN!!! But, persisted, thinking it was a "passing shower." Hit The Line, a dog walker-a usual suspect-remarked he'd seen the article, telling me he remarked "I know that guy" to his peeps." Got less than a 1/4 mile in and...AND......BOOM! Friggin' skies opened up. Damn!!!!! So, headed to the gym, elliped. Thank God I missed getting totally soaked, but the mind could use it (though my knees are really happy). REALLY need a run, but it'll havta do. Now, for the record: my prediction: It'll take all Its "hoarders crap," ATTEMPT to put some in my den, instead put it in the basement, and let the dog in my den. Anything to subvert my efforts.