Still D-R-E

Today as Andrew was leaving, I tore down the hall in my building after him with a jar of crunchy peanut butter he had forgotten. Then I ran back to my apartment door because I was wearing my sleeping clothes and someone might come into the hallway.

I am drinking a second tea and neither have woken me up.

I am looking forward to the flu vaccine because, although I think I already had it this past weekend, I don't want to chance getting it again.

The superintendent (male) at my building sure likes to hammer stuff. Today he is hammering in an apartment next to mine. He likes to do this every couple of days. I am pretty sure he switches floors and wings every couple of hours, to make sure each resident in our building gets a chance to hear how good he's gotten with that hammer. I don't think he actually gets any work done, just hammers because he likes the sound of it. I come out of the shower early, sopping wet, at least once a week thinking someone is pounding on the door of the bathroom. No dice, Nikki. For it is only the superintendent hammering along in an apartment near yours, as he always does.