I had so many plans for this morning. I did none of them. I slept. And ate bread and butter in bed.

Worked the late shift. I had to subtly mop over Joey's moped floors... I just don't agree with his lack of moping skills. I came back and was more productive with my few hours than I was with my whole morning. Cooked dinner, finished another piece of work one more to do), sanded them all down, tidied my room... now I'm catching up with my blipping.