thank you Fire Department

4.5 hours of sleep.

More would be fabulous of course. Dang the need to pee, no matter how much the cat appreciates breakfast.

RantWoman's excuse for late going to bed: the need to climb 4 flights of stairs repeatedly while both elevators were out of service. The elevators go out of service when the automated fire alarm gets tripped. That happened Thursday for a pot left on the stove--At RantWoman's next door neighbor. They are supposed to reset after the Fire department comes to deal with the alarm. Last night the second one did not get reset. RantWoman called 911 and sounded pitiful. Then RantWoman sounded pitiful: RantWoman can walk the stairs and it is good exercise, something RantWoman theoretically aspires to and will add to her routine more often. But MANY of RantWoman's neighbors cannot walk and having people stuck in public areas will NOT help about #socialdistancing. Anyway the firemen came. They had masks, THANK HEAVEN. RantWoman sounded pathetic about the elevator and stairs issue. Voila. When RantWoman came back from.. both elevators were working.

Hallelujah. Almost as important as Christ is Risen, the Lt Governor heading off to become a priest and faithfulness to Light.

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