Today was an adoption event, and though I decided not to take the Brightons because of their bleary eyes and snotty noses, I went. I didn't get home until after 4pm, hungry and tired after missing lunch. Sushi and a nice glass of Kistler for what turned out to be dinner, then I fell asleep on the floor with Chauncey purring on my chest. I took a look at the church web site and couldn't figure out what we are playing tomorrow beginning at 6:57am, so took a nice bath, ate dessert, and am now heading to bed. Without practicing. I think this falls in the general catchall of "too tired."