Hamster

Completely disoriented, disturbed sleep, knowing I had to get up for a mandatory meeting at 0700. Not like I went to sleep at my usual time, having friends over is more important. Good to talk with friends and not worry about when to go to bed. Just as well, since nothing would've have stopped the hamster-wheel thoughts spinning and squeaking in my brain at 0400.

After the training, I stopped for groceries, and tried to take a less traveled route the rest of the way home. Which put me right into a school zone at 0830. Through that, and I turned off onto a construction zone with one lane open. Took me ten minutes to get to work, and over a half hour to get back. At least I had food as proof of effort. And an hour and a half of pay. Probably a wash, in that case, as I spent what I earned on comestibles.

That and the joy of watching Moby's joy at the wheatgrass. Living to make a cat happy. A purpose in my life.

1. Take care of and give D reason to be happy.

2. Give Moby reason to be happy and trust us.

There are worse reasons. Not going to insult everyone in the Universe. Alphabetically. Although it's a tempting idea some days.