Had a sorry night of sleep. Bed felt like nails, pillow has taken on a crater-like feel, sheet wadded in a ball, hot flashes at an all-time high, mind working overtime like a monkey riding a bicycle with playing cards pinned to the spokes. Tongue feels like it was used to clean the bottom of a bird cage.
Thank God it’s a short drive to the office.
Be quiet.
Short drive? You work from home!!