Cleaning house sure feels good. Having all those maintenance people around the apartment has really disrupted everything--but at last all the furniture is back in place and there's space to stand once again. It's been a while since I've vacuumed or cleaned the washroom. And to do such at 6:00 in the morning just brings a good start to the day. Now if only I can keep this air of optimism up the rest of the day and have a good time in Chicago...