You folk crack me up. But ok, I'll bite. But I don't have any kind of meter to count my steps.
I got up this morning, 1) walked to the john, took a leak, 2) walked out to the Taco, got in, drove to Walmart just as it opened at 6:00am, 3) walked across the parking lot and into the store, 4) went to the DVD section and got Brad Pitt's Fury and Avatar on BluRay before 5) wondering through the food aisles and grabb'n up some grub fixins. 6) Walked back out through the parking lot after that 7) leisurely stroll through the check out. Got back in the Taco, drove back home and 8) back into the house. Then I grabbed my coffee pot, 9) walked out into the kitchen and filled her half way. Then 10) went back to my den. I started the coffee and parked my ass in my easy rolling office chair, put my headphones on and warmed up the boob, turning occasionally to play Mahjong on my laptop while listening to Fox News putting out the same old hash. I got bored and checked to see what the internet gossip fences had to offer. Then I decided to log in to bite on this. I still have no idea how many steps it took to get here ... unless that is, I consider the events as steps. I guess I did an even 10.
Heck, it's Sunday.