Good progress on a couple of drafts this morning. Still under the weather with the cold, so happy to make anything that looks like progress.
Before five now, but it’s already twilight. Daylight savings time. The weather’s still warm—warm enough to wear shorts, anyway—so trying to be judicious in my bitching.
Election’s over with a new set of jokers in office, so no more robo calls for a while, and no more emails. Don’t know why, but I’m always reminded of Victor Komarovsky’s (Rod Steiger’s) line in Dr. Zhivago after a strenuous political campaign. “No doubt they’ll sing in tune after the revolution!”
Tired now. Looking forward to a quiet evening.