Sooo tired...

Got up this morning at 6:30 (and didn't sleep all that well to begin with) in order to get to my training in Manhattan by 9. I got there at 8. *sigh* Had to sit around waiting for an hour. It was of limited use anyway, though happily we got out an hour earlier than scheduled. I went to a Panera for lunch, then back to my usual location. Then did the teen lounge with the kids, didn't get to many, it was such a nice day there was scarcely anyone inside, but I got a few. Then I worked for two more hours, of comp time.

After work the FWiB called but only briefly, he was still groggy from the anesthesia from the insertion of the port. But we had bit of a talk. I was very nervous and jumpy still about Bjorn, fearful that it would have repeated and he'd be gone again. But he wasn't. All is well here.

Downloaded a book by the author of Three Dark Crowns, which I enjoyed a lot. This one is Anna Dressed in Blood, about a teen who hunts ghosts.

Sooo tired...

Gratitude List:

1. The FWiB.

2. Bjorn safe.

3. Made it to my training on time.

4. Comp time.

5. Bed soon.

6. Good books.