Still a frog or two.

Dressing for the end of the day and not the beginning.

But no one wants to be screaming at anyone at 7:18 in the morning.

I take the call in the car at the dealership. I feel guilty for the idling car but I need the wi-fi.

I forget that there’s no service when going over the mountain.

The relief of an almost empty inbox.

They forgot to tell me.

I turn off the car and roll down the windows, let the harvest playlist cycle through while I write the emails.

Thank goodness for the accidental Home Chef order.

Really could just eat bread and butter all night long.