Day 4

Today was pretty uneventful.

Paul McCartney's "No More Lonely Nights" was playing while I was shopping at Menards for paint and bathroom faucets.

I was pushing my cart, singing along outloud.  Then I realized the irony:  I'm totally moving out on my own.  So, more often than not?  My nights will be lonely.  Funny, really.

I do, however, feel like my paint and faucet choices have been approved by Sir Paul.  So that's good. (For the record, they've been approved by Lionel Richie as well...)