It's raining. Again.

And Sam and I both have colds.

And we had to go to the grocery store.

And I'm uninspired to do things such as cleaning or cooking or paying bills or any of the many tedious things that must be done but aren't interesting so I'm procrastinating by subjecting everyone to this content-less entry.

And on the swimming front, it appears we may have unintentionally crashed a swimming class that wasn't the one we were supposed to have attended. We went to the class at the time we were told but it appears there is some confusion over there. I had a message from the Aquatics Director at the Y saying that he was sorry that the instructor of the class hadn't shown up but that he'd fired his assistant and he didn't want to get into it. Um, dude, you've already gotten into it. At any rate, if we did go to the wrong class it still seemed about right for Sam and I'll suggest we keep going to that one rather than switching to a later class or taking a refund. But gee, now I've got overwhelming confidence in the management...