My doorbell rang at 10:37AM. It was my cousin from Germany who apparently arrived yesterday. He needed to borrow a drill to fix my neighbor's door. I couldn't find the drill in the garage, as it is still burried in the camping gear (I hope), which is not triaged yet from last weekend's fest. But I found my disco ball, so it is now rehung in my office.  Working from home life is awesome (& a bit weird)