Stair Climber

I'm fat and on the third floor.  Talk about incentives to lose weight.  I'd love to have 20 pounds less to carry up the stairs. 
When DH was alive, he would help me carry grocries upstairs.  I'd carry a few bags to the house and start unpacking while my husband got the rest.  Such a great time.  Now, when I shop, all the bags are mine to carry.  At first I thought I couldn't do it.  But then, I bought this shopping cart.  This isn't your mothers old fashioned cart.  It's been redisigned.  It actually climbs stairs.  I can put in about 9 of those plastic bags and get up the stairs in one trip.  Hubby would have loved it, although I doubt he'd want to be seen with the thing.  It's a God send.  Without it, I would have had to make 8 trips, at least.
On the technical side, I've just set up a wireless router.  Comcast wanted 140 dollars to do the deed, plus a monthly rental for their router.  Took me about 20 minutes so I can watch my Roku tonight and go to sleep watching Cagney and Lacey.
Good times are ahead for me.  I can just feel it.