Monday Night, Part Two

 Monday Night, Part Two: The Power Nap, the Hot Dogs, and the Cabin Crew

Well, dear readers, it seems my earlier "calling it a night" post was a tad premature! Turns out, a strategic power nap was exactly what the doctor (or perhaps just my exhausted self) ordered. And now, the cabin is once again filled with the aroma of a late-night, perfectly simple feast: hot dogs for the whole crew!

Waking up from that nap felt like a mini-reboot. The lingering aches from my side are still there, a faint echo, but significantly less insistent. The world, which had been feeling a bit skewed this morning, is now settling into a more agreeable evening rhythm.

So, the uncles and I are gathered once more, this time around a pile of perfectly grilled (or stovetop-simmered, let's be honest) hot dogs. It's not a gourmet meal, but after a day of paperwork and cosmic lore-building, it feels like pure luxury. There's something undeniably satisfying about a simple, communal meal after a long day – or in my case, after a long night and a very full Monday.

It just goes to show you, life rarely follows a strict schedule, and sometimes the best plans are the ones that adapt on the fly. A power nap, a quick and easy meal, and the simple pleasure of good company... that's how we roll here in the cabin.

Now, with full bellies and a slightly clearer head, I think I can genuinely call it a night.

Wishing you all peaceful dreams and the wisdom of a well-timed power nap. Goodnight for real this time!