|Must be cleaned and enlarged. Must.Do.This.|
Maybe it's Murphic Law, a Karphy Law. Whatever it is, I slept later and enjoyed it more. If you wrap your head around it instantly, the temporary dashing of plans can be pretty lovely. And cozy. Even CWIM didn't whine, much, about a later than usual breakfast hour. Having her head in my armpit helped.
I'm a stranger in a strange land up there, but luckily, as I've mentioned before, it happens to have one of the most beautiful settings of any clinic/hospital there could possibly be. I haven't been everywhere, but I think I'd be fairly safe in saying it is one in a million for gorgeous location. And where else will the staff come outside and call you when it's your turn? Hmmm?
And like a benediction, a cosmic wind of encouragement, the sun has come out and the day calls. 'MJ, get your lazy derriere out here and get to work!' Not poetic, but effective.
Have a work until you're happy Wednesday. Do something.