Friday….  And today does feel like one, though I wake sad with the babies not here, me having my meetings in the city yesterday.  Longest commute ever yesterday morning from Vacaville to Drumm Street.  I swear, one of those drives where I entertained giving my notice, or proclaiming I’m only #WFH going forward.  Of course I didn’t say anything like that, but the thoughts were there.  Believe me.  Especially at the Bay Bridge metering lights…

07:50 = Getting in the car soon.  Coffee for Road made, replaying the meeting yesterday on doors and electrifying doors for access control, how they work and what certain parts do and mean.  The graffiti art, texting a picture to my oldest Jack, showing him a back that I made for him with the word “RESPECT” on the cover, red and I think a little pink.

Was tired and didn’t stay in the city for happy hour. Got home a touch after 20:00, and was done.  Didn’t want to be in my quiet condo, so walked to the Green to listen to a bit of music, caught up with my neighbor Jenny, then was in for night.