Wait, Is This Vacation?

[Dutch Lock Down Day Three Hundred Seventy Six]

I’m taking today and tomorrow FULLY OFF of interviews and holy heckin’ it’s been a chillax day.


But first the news:

Two to six interviews per day for two weeks now – that adds up to thirty eight, Warriors.

I cannot imagine doing this while working full time.

It’s untenable. Indefensible. Impossible.

And yet here we are.

Until today.

Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash

THIS is how TIRED we are

I was writing this, stream of consciousness, and suddenly, a six year old appears!

He jumped out of sleep, startled, when I said, “…hey, buddy…” ran over and grabbed me. I scooped him up and cuddled him and he went back to sleep. I got him back into his own bed, on the second floor, hunted around for pee, because that’s what sleep walking normally pairs with – pee.


Now the lateness of the hour presses and the siren song of my pillow calls – I am going to join First Minion in slumber and I promise to give a more thorough update of things on the ‘morrow.

Cause apparently I wax mundane poetic when I’m exhausted.

G’night, Warriors.