Came home, and the garage door opener malfunctioned. Messed with it for a while, finally gave up and closed it manually. Whee.
The -highlight- of the day? Getting molested by large birds.
Yup. See, we went by a pet store after lunch, just for the fun of it. I tried to play with the birds. The birds played back... a two-month old macaw used me as a perch, then beat me vigorously about the head and shoulders with his wings. So the staff rescued me. Did I learn my lesson? Of course not. I went to play with a smaller bird, a cockatiel, and it decided to bite my finger. When I objected and tried to put him down, he promptly climbed my arm, and secured a spot on the back of my neck... and then bit my ear hard enough to draw blood. Yup, vampire cockatiel. Once again, the staff had to rescue me. I suspect I've become a "Stupid Customer" story.
And that was my day. Oh, and started work on a new story. Yay!