Henry just now waking. Little chap must have been drained.
Honestly, loving the quiet. Emailed an architecture firm in downtown Oakland, and it made me again think about building. The house, the beach cottage (maybe I should have it be a fixer-upper… hate that phrase, but it could be fun to write, write about…). Need a day like this. Going to call someone, in a minute. Inbound lead that has not responded to messages, or email. What could it hurt….
Done. And I see the clock. 11:14. How did that happen? Think the smooth Jazz helps.