Wake up too early so I can get ready for work. I might even eat something if I’m lucky (though that would require having food in the house)

Work job number 1 from 8-5

In the bathroom at work: change out of one job’s wardrobe into the other job’s clothes.

Drive in 5 o’clock traffic in 100 degree weather to get to the second job.

Work at job número dos from 6-10

Drive home in 10 o’clock traffic (which isn’t traffic-y at all, of course)

Shove food down my throat, and crash. But not before setting my alarm clock for midnight-thirty.

Half past 12: go pick up B from the airport.

12:40 - pray that I got enough rest today, because, having gone a week without seeing B, there’ll be no sleeping tonight.