Some of us are back at work even.
Yesterday's weather conspired to keep me from reaching my own bed (ah) till nearly 2 AM. At some point I got on a wrong train. Then sat in an outdoor empty NJTransit station after midnight for a bit to correct my sleepy mistake. Too tired to be freaked out by it.
I, Shanna, will be catching up with my NaPoWriMo poems. I have only done 6 and those have been mostly shoddy. Lesson learned: I am not Kerouacian.
It may take me a few days, and I've got to get some interview questions done for the UWM editors first.
Of all my rooms, I've missed the kitchen the most.