Tough Morning

Tough morning. Nothing huge, just the everyday kind of stuff that occasionally falls down on you like the stuff from the top shelf of an overstuffed closet: errands, housework, and general all-round life crap that doesn't do itself. I've been putting off a lot of things because I've been so tired and it all (well, most of it) conspired to get even with me while I was trying to get ready for work this morning. I triumphed, but not without a fair level of aggravation. I'd still be wrestling with it if I hadn't decided to get up early to work on the book.

Anyway, work looks like it'll be OK today, so that's good. Maybe I can get my act together. You never know.