There is something inherently wrong with being wrapped up in a blanket camping out inside while its nearly 90 degrees outside. I spent all day yesterday doing just fine. Felt great!

Then I woke up this morning, completely congested. I couldn't breathe much at all. Though I did go to work, I only made it halfway through the day. Now I've spent half a day doing absolutely nothing.

I swear to god this better pass before my son is born. I will not be utterly sick with a newborn in the house. For that matter, I better not get my pregnant wife sick.

Basically every time I head out, I see at least a few small rabbits. Last week I ended up within eight feet of a grazing deer. She was just sitting at the side of the trail munching away.

Today I got the full opera. As I drive in, a fairly good sized deer crossed the road. On my way down the trail, more bunnies. Then after about five and a half miles, three full size turkeys crossed the trail with at least ten to fifteen babies, not 10 feet ahead of me. The little ones were no larger than a good sized cantaloupe. That was something. I've never been that close to such a large group turkeys, and definitely not such young ones.

Really truly amazing.

Oh yeah, and on my way back up the trail... another deer.

I love it.

Can I please have just one weekend where I don't have some disaster to avert? Yesterday, while I had my buddy Pooch over for a leisurely afternoon of hanging out, I went into the basement to check on the laundry. What I found was a pool of water around the water heater.

Bloody marvelous.

So after several hours and multiple trips to Home Depot, the job was finished and we had hot water again. I won't go into detail here, but needless to say it was a rough afternoon and required an update to my rules. Thank the heavens I had a friend over, who was willing to help me out in my afternoon of need.

I hope to god that today will be a little more quiet.

I can deal with a missing GPS unit. That doesn't bother my too badly. What bothers me more is the invasion of privacy. I don't like the fact that someone was that close to my house... in my driveway... in my vehicle. My borders have been violated.

Not happy.

At least I registered the unit with Garmin, so I was able to retrieve my serial number. Now if it would only turn up at a pawn shop...

Thanks to sites like lifehacker.com and unclutterer.com, in addition to mobile apps like Astrid, I think I'm starting to get a bit more organized. Only took 30 years. At least now I'm setting reminders to myself to prepare my morning coffee the evening before.

Hopefully it will stick.