I think it’s because I keep staying at work late. I got home around 8PM and I didn’t even go to the gym. My legs were sort from the 10K yesterday, so I decided I better run a couple miles to get the muscles moving. But before I ran, I had to call my brother-in-law, who told me more than I needed to know about large sailboats and then I had to go feed Morticia, a cat who hates me. She got me good, though, peeing all around her litter box but not quite in the litter box.

Dinner was a bit of cold tofu with bonita flakes, grilled zucchini (cold by the time I got it), some Ritz crackers, and a couple of biscotti. And even though I need to write a few cheques to pay my bills, I’m typing in this box.

Time management skills. That’s what I need.