Aborted Trip

I had problems falling asleep last night. Couldn’t shut my mind off. I finally got up and ate some oatmeal, which usually works, don’t ask me why.

This morning, I went back to sleep for a hour. And I’m taking a short nap after breakfast. I’m as worried about getting tired on the road as I am about the weather.

Chicago is getting walloped by a storm. I selfishly hope that it stays north of Urbana.

By the time that I finished loading the car, it was sleeting, and I decided that it was too messy to drive in. So I unloaded everything that would freeze (like the paint) and came back inside with soaking hair. At least I saw what was going on and wore my old jacket, which also got soaked. I texted my painter, who wasn’t happy but said that he understood, and my pet sitter, who I told to stay out of this mess.

Now I decided to work a half-day. Well, I worked until we got thundersnow, and the lights flickered, and I thought that it would be a good idea to log off. I’ll log back on later.

Took a nap. Oh, I just remembered my AT&T Fiber appointment tomorrow, and I'm rescheduling it for Sunday.

I was cursing myself for deciding to work a half-day today, but I might be glad of it later. I finished my remaining hours and made good progress on my project. Now it's bedtime.

The roads are clear from Toledo south. They should get the rest of the roads clear overnight.