Woke up again at around six this morning. I think my bladder is still on CST. But I did get to finish the book I've been reading sporadically since Sunday, Anne Stuart's Cry for the Moon.

I don't know what the plans are for today. I just know it's Mardi Gras, so we'll have breakfast for dinner.

If it weren't for the astronomical cost (and the myriad bugs), I'd love to get a winter house here.