I definitely stayed up too late last night watching the Golden Globe awards, and then not being able to get to sleep right away. So I went through the first day of the first 40-hour week of this decade in something of a fog, but managed to get everything done that I needed to do. Robin had a doctor appointment so we rode the express bus home together, but I'm still punchy and yearning for sleep, as soon as my Woolite wash is finished. Is it just me, or does nothing this representation of God says make any sense?
Monday, January 06, 2020
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