There may have been an extensive cheese and hummus incident, but let us draw a curtain of discretion over that.
Every single Byerly's employee I saw praised my wisdom for being there at that hour.
This was particularly restrained of the ones of them who saw me shaking my groove thang and cart to the song on the store speakers, which was "She Blinded Me With Science."
I mean. I know they didn't do it just for me. But the store was empty; they may as well have. And I come from a long line of dancers-in-the-grocery-store. (Previous generations have mostly waltzed, however.) (It is difficult to waltz by oneself to "She Blinded Me With Science.") (I did not try.)
From this you can tell that I was feeling well enough to do all of the above. Changes are coming, so this may not last, but for this morning I will seize it with both hands and do a little flare move every time the synthesizer hits SCIence. And now go drink my ginger tea.