Praise then darkness, and creation unfinished

We made one attempt to give the cat fluids this evening, and gave up when he squirmed away, because cattitude is stressed and very tired, and I am very tired despite having done almost nothing physical today, and not much mentally beyond reading Agatha Christie and playing 2048. On the other hand, I'm pleased to be reading printed books at home again, not just shorter things on the Web. Cattitude said that a lot of his coworkers are also very tired, so I suspect this may be some sort of infection going around. If so, I wonder whether there are other symptoms lurking in my future. It's only the beginning of autumn, so I don't think I can blame the local climate for my lack of energy. I set up my anti-SAD light yesterday, and used it this morning; I hope I can remember to do so regularly.

Last night we went out for dinner with wild_irises, at an upscale sort of mostly Thai restaurant. She's in town for a few days, mostly to spend time with her niece (who lives in Seattle), and we found an evening that would work, so Cattitude as well as I could see her. The conversation was good, though mostly of what's sharable here was relatively light (e.g., that Ho Ho Kus, N.J., is properly spelled with those spaces).

I can't eat a lot of Thai food these days, but I like the cuisine enough that I will look for things I can eat still eat in a Thai restaurant. In this case that was lamb satay and a rather nice roast duck; I am basing tonight's dinner on the leftover duck. The surprising thing about the menu was that one of the house specialty cocktails actually sounded good; I ordered it, liked it, and drank I'd guess about three-quarters of it in the course of our meal (volume in cone-shaped containers is hard to judge).