This morning's frustrating dream aside, I think today for me is overall good. Feels like I finally, finally, got over the cold I've had. A sign I was better: laundry. Two loads. Including every towel I've used lately, and — probably for the first time in years — my robe.
Maybe I could've been thoroughly thorough and also washed my bedsheets, but it's too late tonight to do that.
Meanwhile, good. I no longer feel like I should be quoting my favorite line of Mina Harker's in Dracula, "Unclean! Unclean!"