I have to take a nap every afternoon. And I'm not getting things done in time to go to Kansas. I'm going to have to postpone my departure by a week. I just can't get more done in a day than I have* to.

Remembering my youth, and how I burned the candle at both ends so easily shames me now. Even at normal energy levels, 8 pm is time to wind down for bedtime...walk the dogs, make a phone call, get in jammies. It used to be 8pm was when I was deciding what to do that night.

Oh, and a friend dropped over the first two seasons of Battlestar Gallactica, which I've never seen, so maybe that will be good.