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I woke up several times in the morning as is normal with me and finally took my major pills for the day around 11 am calculating how much longer I could linger under the covers until I HAD to get up to get to the salt mines.

The Long Suffering One was in the kitchen getting some coffee to which she is as addicted as I am to soda. She is one second from ruining my day when I beat her to the discovery in the back yard. Instead of the blanket of leaves standing as a testimony to my dislike of yardwork I see Frosty the Snowman material gently blowing across the yard. The dreaded snow has fallen at last. AAA will be a nightmare no doubt. I knock one hour off my lazy nap time and go back to bed in the fetal position and start counting months to retirement again knowing at age 65 I MIGHT actually have the taxes caught up with and would be nice to have some extra money for a change. I secretly suspect I enjoy living from payday to payday as some sort of weird challenge of life.

I leave the house at 2:45 to find the roads are very doable and hardly any traffic. Most companies took a day off for the holiday and I arrive way early since today I'm scheduled for 4 pm to midnight. Monday is the day all dispatchers are onboard and I get a desk at 5 pm on the Dayton side which to my great surprise is steady but NOT overwhelming.

In fact it is so slow I spend more time telling drivers there are no calls then actually talking to members. I slip unto the internet and read two more Sherlock Holmes stories with one left in the Adventures. I hope to finish Memoirs soon before I take a break again. I had gotten all the way to the Valley of Fear as a teenager when I crashed and burned and here we are 40 years later and time to add the canon to my reading resume.

The snow is mostly gone at midnight and I breathe a sigh of relief as the truck starts. Always a sign of God's mercy there.