I've been writing in a journal -- I can't bring myself to write "journaling" -- during brief rest periods over the past few days. In an ideal world, I'd be transcribing my entries for you right now and they would be interesting. But the ladies are sleeping and I'm too tired anyway. I'll confine myself to noting that my "penpersonship" is truly abominable. I screw up every third letter in cursive unless I slow way down. I'd better get back in handwriting shape before the apocalypse results in the disappearance of inexpensive electrical power, don't you think?