That's another way of saying nothing of particular note happened today.

Of course, the day is not yet over.

Other than walking up to the mailbox (and then back), I've been at home all day.

Weather was lovely, and I sat out on the patio to read the paper.

This evening I'll catch up on the bills etc. that have arrived this week.

My hip's been bothering me a bit, so sitting around has a big attraction. I need to call and make an appointment for the quarterly routine check. At least I've got the route there down pat.

The food bowl is still on the porch. I filled it again this afternoon, thus adding weight to the notion that it has to be on the porch to produce food.

Temperatures are beginning to rise, but then it's almost June and that is perfectly normal for here. It's nowhere near the time when I keep the fan on at night.

Ten days from now it will be June.