In my pajamas at 5:30 on a Saturday night

My day was okay. It really was. Slept late. Took a nice long walk around town, enjoying my favorite weather (60º and sunny). Ran some errands with my old friends Nero Wolfe and Archie Goodwin in my head; my iPod needed charging and so I dug out my Walkman and a book on cassette. (How very 1999!)

Then I took myself out to brunch, did a little grocery shopping and crashed. I closed my eyes for just a moment at 2:30 and woke up three hours later! The problem isn't my mood. It's my gut and energy level. I felt gassy and tired.

I felt gassy and tired yesterday, too.

Lately it seems that either my mood is off but my bod's fine, or I'm feeling good by gut is giving me grief. Why can't I get myself in sync?

Oh well, the only thing on my calendar for this evening was the birthday party of Joanna from my Meet Up. I told her I was a maybe, and a tentative one at that, so I'm not disappointing her by turning in so early.