I got shorted on sleep last night. It is entirely my own fault–I knew that I had to get to bed, but I put on a tape of an Inspector Lindley Mystery that I had failed to watch several times, and then instead of falling asleep during it I stayed awake through it. This was despite my full knowledge that I would need to get an early start this morning in order to handle the details related to the appeal of last night’s court decision. We wanted to talk with a lawyer before proceeding. The bad news is that he did not agree to represent us through the appeals process; the good news is that he looked over the filings I’d drafted and said they looked good, and didn’t charge us anything for that. I then put several hours into making that happen, and will have to do a bit more legwork tomorrow to finalize it.

The truck is back. I’ve a number of other errands, not yet finalized, to accomplish tomorrow, but I’ll describe those that need description at that time. Meanwhile, I’m having trouble keeping track in my own mind both day and date, and have wondered several times why I was doing whatever on either a different day or a different date than actual. That suggests I’m really too tired for much of anything–but hopefully I do not have to do much of anything more, and it’s early enough that perhaps I will get my rest before it’s too late.

–M. J. Young