Instead, I took the Take-out and a Trashy Novel cure. And got a good night's sleep, because I had found the round neck pillow. This morning, it only hurt when I merged (looking first, that is).
And tonight, the fog was waiting for me on the other side of the Caldecott. It was the first time in a long while that I had to change when I got home because the work clothes were not sufficiently warm. So I expect I will be conked again tonight. Ahhhhhh.
(Side note to themagdalen: if you think you might be free this Sat, let me know some times. And I would love to introduce b. to peaches, if you haven't already and it would be generally ok. NOM NOM NOM.)