Been busy. Almost feels like always doing something, or always should be doing something, and a strange feeling that something's hanging over my head, like there's something I'm forgetting to do. Friday night picked up chili cheese fries and food from Clark St. Dog on the way home. Yet another great reason to bike to and from work. Watched a bunch of TV. Saturday took a walk up to Dunkin Donuts on Broadway just south of Irving Park to get some Pumpkin donuts, since Tracy was working. Got a haircut. Leftovers for lunch. Hung out with my parents for a bit, brought some more stuff over from the old home. Finally put in some IKEA pull out shelves into a couple of the kitchen cabinets. Had those for a long time. Went shopping after Tracy got off work, picked up a replacement serving bowl for our everyday dishes, some Flor carpet tiles for the office chair to roll on, and checked out what's left of Smith & Hawken. Dinner at Las Mananitas and watched Year One at home. Sunday went to mass, walked by the craziness of the Chicago Marathon going through Boystown. Cleaned the stovetop, did more cleanup and organization, covered up some deck furniture, hung up the new full size mirror in the bedroom, cleaned the microwave, made chocolate pudding cakes, just put How I Met Your Mother on play in the background while doing housework. Picked up more junk food for lunch. Rode in this morning. Was nice since it was a holiday, pretty quiet, but with Jay on vacation, I'm pretty busy at work this week. So yeah, feels like a lot to do and a lot's getting done. Strange.