I replaced a brake light in my car! Erica was driving behind me earlier today and noticed that one of my brake lights was not working. So I went to the auto parts store and found the correct bulb without assistance, and then I opened up the panel and changed the bulb all by myself. It was . . . incredibly easy, of course. But since I never do anything even remotely related to that sort of handywork, I am feeling proud. Go me and my awesome bulb-changing skillz.
I've basically been running around doing errands for the past five hours. That is too long. I am glad now to take my shoes off and to sit down.