Sometimes you eat the bear, sometimes the bear eats you...

More like a sideshow than a day.

Walked downstairs this morning to brew the coffee and saunter out to the cottage only to glance out the window and see that the Jeep had been stolen. Many calls and much anxiety later, the locks had been changed on the front door and the police had located the car a block north of us. No damage—not that we could see, anyway—and still in good running order.

Tomorrow going to have it checked out mechanically, then detailed. Can’t express how relieved I am to have it back. Will be sleeping with one eye open tonight.

Exhausted, man. Just exhausted.