Still so tired.

She’s already awake, still on east coast time.

They managed to consolidate. Good.

I can’t keep my eyes open.

A ramen vending machine.

A bag of Swedish fish and water while watching the planes through the window.

Empty car on the way back - still can’t keep my eyes open. He says it’s just because I’m getting old.

When you remember that there is no one else to cook for.

A pitcher of margaritas and chips and guac and tacos. Churros.

Thank goodness today is only Saturday.