I'm feeling pretty good. My quads are a bit sore, maybe a 3 out of 10 or so, and my back is no worse than on any other day. I've rested some today, which means I haven't exercised, but I've puttered.

I mailed out a memory chip I needed to have replaced, washed dishes, picked up my mail (no paycheck yet; gonna give it until Thursday before I call), cleaned the freezer (easy, quick), made chocolate-chip cookie dough and froze it, ate some fish tacos (fer realz, not a euphemism), made a pitcher of iced tea, and did some laundry. Oh, and I repotted the palm that almost died. I had to separate the roots and cut away dead stems; I hope it didn't kill the thing.

A few more things, I guess: picked blueberries, hung up a bike hook in the hall, and hung a broom holder thingy on the deck. Swept the deck. Took clothes and shoes to the thrift store.

I'm beat, but not beaten. It's always the worst two days after the exertion, so check with me tomorrow! (Thanks, LM, for asking.)