I went to the archives after work tonight. My heart was not on the job, so I quit for the evening by 6:20 or so. I probably should have stayed longer, but I wasn't finding very much about the cases I was researching, so I thought I'd treat myself to an early night.
Patricia had had an appointment downtown. She stopped off at a place that sold samosa's, so she got a few. We ate them when we got home. Absolutely delicious, if spicy and nose hair burning.
We topped off the night watching a few episodes of Trans Parent, the show starring Jeffrey Tambor where he decides to transition to a female, at age 68. The show does not reward binge watching, but rather demands a certain reflection. Two, maybe three, episodes a night, and that is all I can handle. It can be a little weird, too.
Two more work days before a long weekend. Does life get any better?
See you tomorrow.