Talk about losing track of time.
Woke late, went to work late—hell, the rest is all a mystery.
Did get in a decent workout late morning, maybe the highlight of the day. Then went off to Costco to do a little shopping.
Tried to get in touch with the doc’s office again, but without any luck.
Socially-distanced drinks with the neighbor’s tomorrow. Tonight? Who knows.
Guess it’s the weather, but I’m feeling a little frayed. But maybe it’s the healthcare fiasco, severed brake line, miserable looking grass and all the rest.
Oh, what I wouldn’t give right now for a pain killer and a glass of wine.