Or maybe not. the upstairs neighbor here had workmen in today doing the second stage of renovations they started a month or so ago, and so for most of the day we had the sounds of loud grinding from upstairs, plus a continuous cloud of concrete dust from them grinding down her floors. It makes me glad I hadn't yet gotten around to cleaning up the patio from their first visit. (Not that I would have had time.)
But I did get out for a walk. I didn't really want to do so, but I ate such a large lunch that my sense of guilt (not to mention diabetic self-preservation) kicked me into gear, and so it was off for a walk around Quarry Lakes Park, which takes a little under an hour. I was rewarded with a blood sugar reading of 103, which is just fine for one hour after a large carbohydrate-filled meal.