Cafe talk.  Broadway.

More sorting.  Shifted some furniture to see if I could find a better layout, but no.  Need a more thorough rethink on placement.  

Spent what felt like hours looking for a receipt for something, which eventually I found stuffed into a pocket of one of my backpacks.  Then of course I got an email which made the receipt search pointless.

On my way in from my walk this afternoon I was met by a neighbor's dog in the elevator - a very sweet Labradoodle - all on its own.  They'd got separated when the elevator door had closed, his owner was still on the fourth floor and I had called the elevator and the doors had closed with the dog in it - it was a surprise to be greeted by the lone dog as the doors opened on the first floor and he came bounding out.  Got everyone reunited and all is well.

Had a call from the pet crematorium that Doyle's ashes are ready to be picked up, we'll drive down to Gilroy on Friday.