And then I can nap. I’m OK right now, but a certain kitty woke me up at 4AM. And again at 5AM. I suspect I’ll be dragging hard by lunchtime.
The weekend, while far too short, was at least long enough that I didn’t think about work at all, and I have zero idea what on earth I’m working on today. So, that’s something, right?
And we get paid and it’s a half day Friday week, so that’s nice, too.
And somehow I’ve been up for an hour and it’s time to go do the thing to make the money to get through this capitalist hellscape!
You have a good day!