Losing Time

Noon at home, nine o’clock where I am. There’s thunder and lightning back home and here I can feel the heat from outside, seeping in through the walls.

Is it still Friday? Not sure if my body is adapting to West Coast time or if I’m still stuck somewhere in between. I think I may be on a lunar clock at this point.

Things are going to get pretty hectic over the next couple of days — there’s something like thirty-five people (can it really be that many?) coming for a family reunion on Sunday. And all of them are crazy. We’ll have our own thunder and lightning out here soon enough.

Time to get moving, start the day. I can’t tell if I’m ahead or behind.

(Blogger, apparently, is behind. I’ve been getting internal errors over the past few days when I try to post. Haven’t lost anything yet, fortunately. But it’s terribly annoying.)