Yesterday, someone asked if I miss living in San Diego.

I surely loved it while I was there, but I sincerely don't miss it.

I've probably told this story here before, but I was shocked to learn that the branch I sold for $20 per stem in 1982 grows as a WEED out here. People desperately needed Forsythia to give them a sense that Spring had turned.

I actually suffered more from SAD symptoms out west than I do here.

Weird that.

Sarameg! Shoot me your address, I have a French press for you.

It was probably Chicago's brief acquaintance with it as well.

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Though I quite like Seattle's two seasons; 9 months of the year we get 40-50 and raining, three months we get 70 and sunny!

No, we have three seasons, because there's those two to three months where it's 80-90 and sunny. Also known as the three months I constantly sulk about the heat.

Silly Jilli. If t were 80-90 for two months I would need A/C. Those days are very rare.

My preference for temperature and weather has flipped entirely vis a vis Uber driving. I'm hoping for severe cold and mild snow so that everyone wimps out and requests a ride. For a while at least, every cloud does have a silver lining for me.

Although, I decided to give myself a day off -- I'm really falling into a pattern of Working Every Day and I think I'd better build some downtime into my schedule so that I don't crash and burn every afternoon/night.

I totally took an Uber the other day instead of waiting for the bus. Because someone else called it. But still!

Hey, my 7:30 meeting is actually a 7:30 breakfast before the 8:30 meeting, and I do not need to be at the breakfast. Score! And I figured this out after I got up, so now I have a bonus hour of morning time to myself.

Rest is very important, Theo! Enjoy your day off.

So far all I've accomplished is taking a nap. I think I did it rather well, though.

Good job!