Laundry day. Up and down and up and down and down and up and down and up multiple flights of stairs. And haul crap out of the basement day. (Dad is going to add a shelf to my desk such that I can have the keyboard over my thighs without it being in my lap and such that I can have the monitor, the keyboard, and my shoulders all in parallel. No more cramping my shoulders from leaning forward to reach the keyboard and no more cramping my wrists and neck from having the keyboard in my lap and having to turn my head to see the monitor.) More stairs. Yoga later, probably. Not now. Legs hurt.

ETA: Also some square dancing and a little bit of yoga.