Up early but not too early. I slept from about 8:30 to 3:30. That should be enough to get me through the day.

Yesterday was productive, probably the most productive day I’ve had in a while. I woke before seven and worked out before eight. After a quick shower I dropped the boys off at school and left the car at the mechanic. My rear passenger tire was leaking slowly and I decided to be a grown up and have it fixed rather than filling it up at the local gas station every three days. Plus I’m driving to Chicago on Saturday and I didn’t want a leaky tire messing up the Stars of the Lid gig or the late night ride home. After walking home I started laundry and cleaned the house. When M, N, and his friend J returned home I gathered my things and hit the coffee shop. A weekend worth of emails waited on my laptop. I spent a couple hours listening to “BLAOR” and answering messages. I also took a couple phone calls. The coffee shop was dead. I probably should have ordered something besides iced tea. They could use the money. But I felt pretty good, clearing out the emails, and I returned home near 2:30PM. After picking up the kids from school I walked over to get the car. C only charged me 20 bucks. Apparently a screw fucked up the tire. Oh well. The car should run well now. Later I returned to the library and finished my UG revision notes. I hardly ate anything all day, and I was spacing out, so I ate dinner and crashed on the couch with a Corona. Later I took half a melatonin, too. Alcohol and sleeping pills. Is that allowed?

I was thinking about work this morning and I realized yesterday was the first day in a while in which I liked my job because of what I was doing rather than what I didn’t have to do. That was a bit of a revelation. I want to think on the issue more. The birds are singing. Have a good day.