Ugh. It isn’t Saturday!

Somehow when I woke up, I thought it was Saturday. It is just a Thursday. Thankfully a fairly normal Thursday.

My motorcade tabs arrived in the mail today, and it heated up to the mid-seventies, so I had to take the bike out for a spin. To make sure the tabs worked, of course. A gnarly whizzing sound came from in front as I broke out onto the freeway, and after a couple miles it started getting intermittent, and then subsided. I think the speedometer cable needs some lubricant or replacement. Later...

We stuck with the 7:30 ascent to bed, preceded with baths, which both kids rocketed through. Routines done by 8PM, and most of the “but dad” pleas done by 8:30. I probably answered with “go to sleep” like twenty times.

Everyone is healthy.