Had to check twice to make sure that count was right but it is...54 is some nice progress.
Day not as crappy but definitely too long: 7:30 am and 5:00 pm meetings. Despite good sleep was ridiculously tired most of the day and had a scratchy throat but didn't put the two together into "probably fighting off a cold" till late in the day. Spent most of the evening lying on the couch. Didn't even feel guilty. Instead felt quietly pleased that I can now figure out when to stop pushing instead of doing it anyway and letting the resentment pile up.
Went to the library on the way home, that was nice. Even though it isn't a particularly good library (okay it is tiny, still in a building from the 1800's, not terribly well-stocked and lacks air conditioning) it is still A Library. Told a co-worker quite casually "oh yeah libraries saved my life; if it weren't for books and libraries I wouldn't be sitting here talking to you now" and realized as I was saying it that I was speaking truth. Not in the "hid from a bad guy in the stacks" way but in the "hid from a bad childhood" way.
There would be more but it is already way late so a good sober night to all.