I just spent the last hour and a half cleaning my entire apartment (except the master bedroom), researching silly pictures on the internet, balancing my checkbook, and carrying some boxes and a trashbag to the dumpster. My kitchen is spotless; the fridge is organized and cleaned out; the coffee is ready for the morning; the dishwasher is unloaded and then loaded; and the living room has been dusted.
I don't know what it is about the funky bump, but I could probaby run two miles every time. I also get the munchies.
Anyone else experience this?