At around 3:30am, Lucky leapt off the bed. He has continued to show signs of being off, and I was immediately concerned and, yes, slightly annoyed (this is me, you understand) at the prospect of having to get up and deal with anything. He woke Jen, too, as she said, "he's throwing up" right after the sound of him gagging. And he was. "Can you please handle this?" I asked, placing my hand over my eyes as she rose, and I turned on the light above me. "I don't want this responsibility". I muttered to myself, into my palm. And I do not. It does not mean I do not feel empathy and compassion for him, or that I won't miss him as I do Scottie (although not nearly as much If I am to be completely honest/, it's simply a factThat I don't enjoy waking up to deal with dog vomit at 3 AM. Is that so wrong? Between his lethargy, vomiting and the noxious fumes emanating from his ass throughout the day, the recent change in dog food isthe likely root cause. We will take a few steps to ensure the food is well chopped up (which was a recent change) and watch him. Even with the sleep interruption, I did manage to get up at 6:20. Using the SAD light as an alarm works nicely and doesn't seem to be an issue for Jen. Getting up and out the door without waking Lucky can be challenging, but all went smoothly. I was in the pre-conditioned car by 6:40, struggling to, but eventually finding a good spot on a high hillside where I expected to find open space, valley-wide views. I did. The conditions this morning were nowhere near ideal, but good enough to see the potential. The effort and experience were well worth it and humbling. A recurring theme for me, this year as much as, if not more than, the prior ones, relates to focus. I get easily distracted by shiny things that prove far less rewarding than completing higher-value tasks that feel daunting in their scope. To help me keep my eyes on the prize, I am going to revive something I used to do a few years ago. Setting my goals at the start of the day and circling back at the end to see how it went. It's a hybrid of a daily scrum, a bullet journal and likely a few idealistic campaign promises that will go unfulfilled. Today, for example, I set out to and completed plans to send a newsletter, dig into a tax exemption need, help my mom with a meds pickup, handle some household tasks, and prep for a financials meeting tomorrow. I also managed to get in a full workout, test some options for managing the new EV chargers at Leigh, and even dig into the book outline, beginning to flesh out several forgotten bits and pieces. It was quite a productive day.