Comfort Food

The predictability of teaching and advising made the morning feel smooth and inobtrusive which made the twisting snarls in the evening particularly challenging: Can we afford this DP? Which day will my parents arrive and depart? Where will we find a copy of the movie for the screening room? How will everything get done tomorrow?

When Lynn went to bed (a bit early with a sore throat), I was on the No S diet, but by the time I made it to bed, not only was I not on the No S diet, but I had double cheated with several Snacks that were also Sweet -- Ugh.