So, I did a little walk/jog this morning in my pj's. First time in at least a year that I've set my feet to running. It was fun. I'm all nasty now, though, and need to clean up. My doorbell rang and a young woman and an elderly woman were there. Turns out they were Jehovah's Witnesses wanting to hand out some magazines. Awake! and The Watchtower. Turns out the younger woman was named Audrey and that she knew me. She graduated the year after I did. How odd. I didn't even recognize her. I still don't know that I ever knew her, but she knew me. Odd.

I don't remember getting around so much.