Talked to Aunt Shirley on the phone tonight. No new news from Margo.
Talked to Dad. Lots of Saskies down where he is near Palm Springs for the winter.
Tired, I think. Was working last night in my sleep. Knew better, too. Kept telling myself I could work all I wanted, but it wasn't actually getting done because I was home in bed, not at the office. Should've got up and had a pee, probably; might've had some restful sleep then. Those irritating stressy dreams are when my body is trying to tell me something. How about you?
Too much info?
Well YOU come up with something, then!
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| Sun shining on south windows as it sets, late afternoon walk yesterday. |
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| Leaving for work at 9:30 this morning. |
I am a late-night, middle-of-the-night thinker, but I usually do practical hands-on stuff when I'm awake at odd hours, and find in the morning that I've solved my issue in the background
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