Unlike me, they’re still asleep, but when they’re up, they enjoy games of chase and tag all over the screens to the patio.

Tormenting Riley. And that’s pretty much the look on their faces. Giddy, almost.

Well, I’m up. Didn’t want to be, but am.

Riley might appreciate a play day at daycare. They open at 7:30am. A visit with the young man who helps me around the house. Packaged my brother’s birthday box. Lunch with a former colleague. The gym. Work around the house. A few calls to workers. Talking to FLH.

That’s the day ahead.