Dropped off Z. this morning, came back* home, put coffee together, went to wake up M.
Woke up about four and a half hours later, having totally slept the day away.
It's kind of awesome, in that it's about the only real weekend I get, but it's also sort of a lost-time event when it occurs. Why is the sun going down? Mystery!
* - Record time, I note. She was dropped off around 8:35, and I was home by 9:45, with waiting for two buses in there. This is the real victory of the new joint.
