Oh good lord I slept ten hours last night. Ten! I can’t remember when that’s ever happened, when I haven’t been sick. I don’t think I’m sick…but damn, was I tired last night.
Yesterday evening was fun–clearly too much fun! Mark and I met up with the Bournes and Scarlettina, had a delicious dinner at the Buenos Aires Grill, and then proceeded to a walking tour of the ghosts in and around the Market. It was cool, but more of a “standing tour” than a “walking tour”…and standing is very, very exhausting. That, plus the fact that I hadn’t slept well the night before…well. Ten hours.
Today Mark and I are off for Portland, and then he heads for points south–way south–where I will join him later in the week. The Marquise arrives Monday, which will be awesome. Busy busy!
At least I’m well rested. My goodness.