Day 703

This afternoon I felt really drained. Like that machine in Princess Bride drained. I think it is all the family-drama stress coming home to roost. 

Then boy-beagle got loose. Got him back fairly quickly but it’s always awful because he isn’t as afraid of cars as he ought to be. Dumb dog.

But after that I babied myself all evening and now it’s time to call it a night.