Flooded with vivid bad dreams about failing the last semester of school again because I skipped 3 classes, and had absolutely no grades. And then that would mean no law school. What a nutty dream.
I guess my dreams interfered with the spouse's sleep cycle, because he is out in full on passive aggressive this morning. Enough so that I decided to go in here and write rather than begin the slow simmer associated with the blood pressure rising.
Speaking of which, BP 126/85, HR 81. I was moving around a bit, and the blood is flowing, and I am aggravated!
So this morning is the whale count, this afternoon lunch at KBC, pick up Eliot, and then dinner at home, with eventual transition to the airport as we head to Las Vegas, and then San Francisco! I guess when Pam asked what we were doing to celebrate law school, I should have said Vegas instead of what we actually did.
Geek, the new black. That's me!
So there is rain scheduled for the afternoon, which could impact the count, but I hope not.
So on with day 13!
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