tiredAs I was descending the east slope of Donner Summit on I-80, I caught a glint of sunlight off of a train across the valley. It was the eastbound California Zephyr slowly working its way down the mountain. Had I known I'd be out for four days on this trip, it would have been tempting to take the train, which would have been plausible. However, I did need a vehicle when I got to the Bay Area to do the errands with the post office and bank there, so it was probably for the best.
Having spent a good part of the past four days working in hotel room chairs, I find myself appreciating the office chair that Lisa bought me more and more. The multiple adjustments mean the chair was expensive, but I spend 10 hours a day or more in it and I don't get up out of feeling like I need a chiropractor.
Now to try and recover some of the sleep deficit accumulated over the past weekend.
