This morning I had serious doubts about my ability to take care of myself. I burned my breakfast. I couldn't find socks that match. I checked the weather online and it said: rain with a chance of snow but apparently I didn't bother to look out my window.  Because if I had, I would have seen that it was actually snowing already and maybe then I would have put on pants rather than wearing a corduroy skirt.  I don't have my winter hat right now because I left it at my favorite coffee shop two and half weeks ago during snow storm.  Don't ask me how I made it out of the coffee shop without it--considering it was snowing two and a half weeks ago as well.

Of course, the reasonable thing would be to blame jet lag.  But I think that when you're suffering from jet lag you're much, much less likely to be a reasonable person.  I read once that it takes two days to recover for every time zone.  I just did the math.  Impossibly the math suggests that I've got 20 days of recovery ahead of me.  This seems much too long to me.  I am giving myself three more days.  That makes for five days total.  It's going to be mind over matter.  Five days--nine plus hours of sleep a day.  That will have to do it as I am unwilling to commit more than that to recovering from jet lag.

So in order to get my requisite nine-plus hours of sleep and to read my kindle for a little bit before I fall asleep, I've got to sign off now. Good night.

Oh and for anyone not living in Sofia. The rain with a chance of snow turned into 5 or more inches of snow.  No rain in sight.

And the water's out in Mladost near the Billa. <em>Great. </em>It's not like I needed to wash my dishes tonight or anything.