My day, in no particular order:
Ran four quarter-miles. For the first time. Ever.
Was told I was expecting another grandpit, my eighth.
Studied hard for Opening Day of fantasy baseball season, and discovered, to my joy, that it will consume a lot more time and brainpower than I initially thought. I will be co-managing the team with my older younger brother. We anticipate being unstoppable.
Figured out how to pay off the last of our startup debt, which will remove approximately 98% of the strain from my life.
Ate several Thin Mint Girl Scout cookies.
Had lunch with the Underground. Discovered I rather like Jimmy John’s.
Had cocktails with the Heartless CEO. Discovered I rather like the Snakebite.
Went apartment hunting. In Chicago. One year later than we planned, we’re putting the band back together.
Today was a good day.