I came home and tried to fix my lousy cable picture, but to no avail. I watched some TV, and then Tony came home and we went out and played tennis. I did horribly, but began improving after a good hour or so. I finally got my serve down again, or so it seems, but I still have no usable backhand. Will work on that. The people that were playing next to us were interesting. The one guy was smoking while playing, which I thought was kind of silly, but what do I know? My forearm is a little sore from gripping the racquet, but I sort of expected that, since I haven't played in ages.
I still haven't heard back from the realtor about going out Saturday morning, this is kind of frustrating. Things better improve soon.