I somehow managed to remain upright and awake all through the day yesterday after staying up way past my bed time every night last week during the film festival. I’m pretty sure I didn’t go to bed before 11:30 on any night, and several nights I was up past midnight, only to have to get up bright and early the next day because I took only the afternoons off work to conserve my leave time. My Darling B, the smart one, took the whole week off from work. Not that it helped her get any more rest than I got. She just didn’t have to face going to work every morning. That’ll have to be my plan, too, next year, so I don’t turn into a staggering zombie by the end of the week.