Things I do when I’m on call, can’t sleep, and miss my kid.

Because you quickly hit that point where you’re just anxious enough that sleep isn’t really a good option, but doing something horribly intense is usually interrupted by being called in, so it has to be something you can just put back down…

So I cleaned some.  And then I realized I had a flat surface I’d just pile more crap back onto.

So I did this instead.

The dog and cat are very puzzled.

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