Chapter Eight
Thanks to the expedient of taking a few aspirin with a large glass of water before going to bed I woke Tuesday without a hangover.
I generally take showers in the morning, rarely going to the bother of filling the tub. Self-deception finished, I put in the plug and ran the water though I was already plenty clean enough for just my own company. After bathing (and m**********g) again I dressed in shorts and a tank top, had breakfast and sat down at the computer. Determined to resume my former life – as much as possible anyway – I retrieved my email, organized the files I’d been sent and got straight to work. Unfortunately, those good intentions couldn’t compete with the new me for long.
All the exacting minutiae I used to find interesting and satisfying to wade through were
