I slept in my shop last night. I didn't really have to, but I had a late stand-by call and knew I'd have to get up really early this morning to make sure the base had water. So, I wrapped up in my jacket and assumed the foetal position on the couch.
Needless to say, I haven't showered, shaved, changed my clothes, or brushed my teeth since about 7 AM yesterday. Normally, I wouldn't be able to get away with it, but today is Sunday and there's no one around. I've got my computer and my CDCs to keep me company. Only another five or six hours, and I can go home and take the longest shower of my life. And I think I might floss twice before bed tonight.