Call me Riley

I am the owner of a treadmill.  It tracks the distance I have traveled.

Do you see where this is going?

Walk to Rivendell resurected!  I am 9 miles in, starting fresh.  That puts me at, let me see now, Hobbiton hidden as slopes rise and fall.  It will be a bit slow, seeing as how Frodo and the crew made 18 miles in the first day.

And, right on the heels of that purchase, my washer dumped a load of water on the floor.  And the water also went under the wall next to the washer to the carpet, where the previous owners cats apparently tinkled.  Lovely.  So today I have a new washer and dryer being delivered.  The last washer was 14 years old.  I did have a repairman out.  He said it was a huge domino effect and don’t spend any money on it.  I like repairmen for companies that don’t do any sales.  Front loader.  Eh.

And I like knitting.