Thursday in Hoboken. Bill is on the road, actually on the Great White Way. Mike is in his Chilltown crib. So the vitamins seemed to have helped, and I have resolved to take them daily. Maybe even on the weekend, too. But more for the work week.

Today was an OK day. Bill was gone hours before I roused myself from sleep. I sent a good morning text to Mike, which prompted him to call, which was unnerving since I had not had enough coffee for a proper conversation.

Mike doesn’t realize this and proceeded to talk. It wasn’t a bad thing that he called, but I could not deal with it. I was soon off the phone. Mike loves to talk on the phone, and he does not drink coffee. How did I find myself surrounded by people who do not drink coffee? I’ve been sleeping well thanks to an edible I take before going to bed. It does the job, and a deep slumber is usually within my grasp.

I had to visit the local dispensary to get some more gummies. There are 3 dispensaries in Hoboken these days, each of them good places with their own qualities. I try to support them when I can and was happy to do so again.

I wish Bill were around, he is such a good man. He is the Dwayne Johnson that I cling to. Now that I have started a new job, and I don’t have any time off after 5 months of having time off, we won’t be going to Ocean Grove this summer. There is a plan to rent a Zipcar and travel to Sandy Hook for a day. That might require a day to play hooky from work, but remains to be seen.

Work today was interesting. It was busy, and Yance, Kimberly & Anise were in a meeting, leaving me to man the bridge. And as luck would have it, things had gotten busy. Apps that I use were not working, leaving me to think that I had done something wrong. I managed to work it out, albeit not using the preferred methods.

When Yance, Kimberly, and Anise returned, they reassured me that it was nothing that I did; other people did not do what they were supposed to do. I was told once again that I did very good with the task at hand.

I was chuffed and was soon on my lunch break and talking to Bill on the phone, who suggested that the whole experience I had gone through might have been a test. That would be something. Next week I will be at a different office, smaller, and not as frantic. I look forward to it, with a modicum of apprehension.

There is always some apprehension, generally. Where would I be without it? Confident? Self-Assured? Who knows? Perhaps some day, but not today. And I am fine with it. I am home, relaxed, missing Bill. He said he’ll be home later, when I am asleep. And only then, when he is in bed close to me, will I be able to sleep restfully.