Sunday

Woke at 4:19 a.m., a light was on in the living room and I realized T was still up and had yet to come to bed.  I went back to sleep until 6 a.m. but woke feeling unrested. I felt burned out all day but just went with it and took a much needed gentle day; re-potted a few plants, prepped the utility closet for the HVAC service scheduled for next day, cooked an early dinner.  We watched a couple of episodes of Somebody Feed Phil (sometimes I think the joke for Max at the end is the best bit) before bed at 9 p.m. and to read a book of spooky Japanese short stories.