Last night was not a good night. I ended up kicking my son's girlfriend out of the house at 2am. That was some major drama. I don't even think I got more than 4 hours of sleep. Then this morning we had to go put some of the screens on the old house that we just had rebuilt (the screens were rebuilt, not the house.) Two of them weren't wide enough so we had to take them back. Then, we had to meet the carpet cleaning guy at 9am because we had another guy scheduled at 2pm yesterday, but he ended up being a jerk and wanting to overcharge us (which we were going to pay), but he decided to just leave. My wife had to leave at 9:45am to get to work, so I had her just leave me there so I could pay the (more expensive) carpet guy and run to the new home after. Our landlords showed up, and I'm sure they wanted to do stuff, but oh well. We're supposed to do the final walk through at 3pm. I'm hopeful we'll get our deposit back. I think it looks pretty good. Better than when we got there. We'll see how nitpicky they are. They're real good friends with the, I'd like to call him a name, but I won't, across the street. They have him come over and take pictures of our lawn when it's not mowed. Our backyard lawn. He actually opens our back gate, comes in, and takes pictures. Pretty sure that's not legal. Anyway, his son-in-law died last night. Not sure how. I think he might've killed himself. That's why I'm refraining from calling him names. So it was about 10:40am when the carpet guy finished and I took off. It was 74°. Felt pretty warm. I carried a water bottle in one hand and my phone in the other. I just trotted along. Still don't have full lung capacity yet.