Once again, I find myself awake at three in the morning. Of course, this time it’s my own dumb fault. I had just gotten back from the auto dealership – spending untold dollars to rid it of a squeal, a jiggle, and a leak. Bearings, ball joints, and a transmission case gasket – if you’re curious. I laid down for a “nap” at 6pm, intending to bounce up at 7 to go to judo. Riiiiight. Wound up giving up and getting *under* the covers around 9 … and now it’s 3am.
Well. 3:36am. Got the dishes done and made some tea. Now I think it’s time to shine up the holiday letter – and then perhaps do the pain in the butt work task that I truly wasn’t feeling up to yesterday.
Onward.
