Worn Out

 I spent Monday working on my dad's trust case – I can still do research, and I guess I do it well enough.

Only thing is it took most of the night, and I had been tired enough getting Road Tripping out to possible publishers. Then I got up early yesterday.

Which did not help much with the exhaustion. I was asleep last night by 7 pm. It was a struggle staying up that long. Walking from work to the bus station did not give all that much pep, either.

I made it to the sheriff's today. The knee bothered me, so I did not walk the way there. I caught the #12 bus downtown, and took the #17 to the courthouse. It was nice, and I decided I could make the mile (half-mile?) to 12th street. I stopped in at the Dollar General for tomorrow's meal. From there I got the #12 back downtown. I passed on getting my Zoloft script filled. Back here, I got a sandwich from Domino's; I did not get the wings I ordered. I should have gone elsewhere, but I am a fool. I cleared out the email. I looked at the latest revisions from the attorney. I spoke with MW. I am putting off the revisions until tomorrow. 

Now, I am done with the night, the day, whatever.

Yesterday saw the first snow of the year. Winter is coming.

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