Well, things are different.

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Okay.  I looked back through some emails.  I was told, but... didn't see it.  The meeting I rushed to get ready for, and be out to, isn't tonight.  Why did I think it was tonight?  Usually it is the second Tuesday.  Not this month.  But, too, this isn't the second Tuesday.  But, Now I know.  Ugh.

All good.  I've missed two.  One because they must have moved the date, as well.  And I just didn't see the date.  At least tonight I didn't miss it, I was just early.  All good.  I just hope my days and nights don't flip so much that I miss when it is.  I can only do just so much.  I'll try.  I will.

The sun is just setting.  It is 58 out there, but feels... good.  I would like to get back to work, but I just showered.  And it is getting dark.  So, I will just enjoy a quiet night.  Perhaps do some cooking.  Maybe do light cleaning in this front room.  Slowly take things needing to be stored down to the basement.  Not... a lot, but a few things.

I'll do what I can.  Later.