Today there was a meeting I was supposed to attend, so I got out of bed for a change, buttoned up my overcoat, and made the short bus hop into Washington. Too bad the meeting is a teleconference call, since my voice is still more or less out of commission. But other than that, I don't know why I bothered. Perhaps it was the news that the Postal Service might have to cut back to a five-day delivery schedule (they already skip some Fridays or Saturdays in my neighborhood as it is) that made me feel guilty. Of course, because I'm on a compressed work schedule, I've got tomorrow off anyway.
Coming in today was the least I could do.
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