I can sleep in tomorrow.....

I left Robyn's show last night at 9....by the time I got home, showered, let my hair dry a bit, had some tea, and talked to By for a few minutes, it was midnight. I'm too old for this nonsense.

A nagging sense of responsibility got me out of bed this morning, and drug my sorry butt to work. Probably good, 'cuz the other FT guy just went home sick, and I think the boss is sick (there's a message on the phone, but it's not working, so I can't retrieve it to see if he is, in fact, not here). So, it's me, one PT grouds kid (who will get sent out and about because he has this dreadful tendency to sing offkey), and the PT mechanic who's snoring in the corner.

I'm hoping my second wind will kick in late enough to get me through this evening.

6 hours left (slow day)

The snow is quite capable of melting on its own, so we're taking it easy. Turns out the boss is here today, he's hiding in his office.

Forgot to mention before that By still doesn't know if he's going to Baltimore or not.