Leaded

The world felt like it had the hangover I certainly did not. I was in bed before ten, sort of heard the fireworks, woke at 1219 to wish D a Happy New Year, then fell back asleep. We both woke at 0530. That last part may be the real problem. My mood has gone leaden and drear.

Very cold, but with winter inversion smog. We got out about 10, mostly because we were going a bit stir. Walking behind us, a young guy with a rolling case and a snowboard. We wondered where the ski bus stopped around here, and what the schedule would be on New Year's Day. Waiting to cross at the light, he caught up with us. Holding a bag of ice to his face, redundantly I thought, looking like something vomited up. He turned away from the nearest bus stop, so we both revised our theoretical story, independently arriving at something more like : Punched and thrown out by GF or roommate in the wee hours for behavior last night while drunk, now walking with all his possessions to the apartment of a friend willing to let him crash on their couch. Further details fuzzy, even to him.

I did organize two drawers in the kitchen - badly needed it, and two of the dining room cabinets. Did pretty well last year, when it was all so overwhelming. And we have come to believe that simply Being January explains why that last move proved so amazingly difficult on us. Low on energy already, having to move I flailed. Still, I didn't have to start from scratch, today mostly meant shifting and fine tuning. Entropy made headway, so I knocked it back.

Danced to the Nouvelle Vague - Dance With Me, and Allegria Danza Fuego - Andres Amador. Not as long nor as thorough as I have done, and will do, but a loosening up, a start.

Working on the intro to "Zulu, Yankee, X-ray." Will have it up by the 15th.