After much prodding (and more than a little unpleasantness on my part. Sometimes you have to trade the honey for vinegar, unfortunately. Especially when housing codes and personal safety are at issue), Pablo finally got the new CO and smoke alarms up. Now I can call the fire inspector and get stuff signed off on.
For dinner, had some left over hot basil rice that I added some pasta, frozen green beans and eggs to in order to stretch it out. Not bad.
Made some tea and broke out a box of French digestive biscuits to go with. I consider them oddly comforting in an old-lady way, kind of like prune juice. Pablo couldn't help bringing up Colon Blow:
Yeah, that's about right, too.