I ate a real breakfast, though I didn’t eat a lot of it.
In case you can’t tell what that pile of food is, it’s cheesy grits topped with a sausage scramble and bacon gravy with a biscuit on the side. It was good but, as I’m still not quite myself, most of it is in my fridge right now.
I had to make and taste a few beverages for T1D, so I did that.
Then I wrote some words, then I went to happy hour.
Then I went home a wrote some more words. Then I took a bath.
Then I went back to the bar.
Then I went home.