Due to wanting someone present at home for the inspection that the property management company notified us about, I took the day off. (Paranoid? Us? Why, yes, thank you.) Of course, I already had a hair appointment scheduled, so I took care of that and then came straight home.

The day was spent mostly downstairs, reading and waiting, waiting and reading. (By the way? C.J. Cherryh’s “Foreigner” books are outstanding. Just so you know.) I rather dislike sitting and waiting, mind you, but at least I got in a lot of quiet reading time for my trouble. The cats loved having a captive lap, too. (Yes, I did take my Claritin.)

So, the inspection turned out to be the maintenance guy installing new toilet-tank flappers in an effort to deal with a perceived water leak. Ho, hum. Mind you, I approve of the thinking behind it: Instead of wasting time hunting around for the source of the problem, just go after the most likely sources with a bit of new equipment. I’m all for the idea of lowering the water bill, too.

To cap the day, I had a nice early dinner out with Lil’. For once, I elected not to have a breakfast-type meal… I think I’m sort of burned out on eggs and hashbrowns for a while.

Tomorrow, back to the grind and the backlog of chores that need doing…