Hate these nights where I just can't seem to tear myself away from my PC. I'm doing nothing and would be better off sleeping, but C goes to sleep super-early nowadays. She's sleeping now, trying to overcome illness. I'm already assured to win the spread betting pool. But I'm still up.

Had some biryani for lunch after forgetting to bring the lunch I'd packed last night. Ginormous meal. Because C was sick and requested some food from Trader Joe's, wound up skipping lunch (as M was WFH/out, and I had to stay 'til 7 at work). Picked up steaks and a few more Thanksgiving-y items; C had already eaten and was about to conk out when I got home at 9.

Restless. Overheard a trader talking about moving out of a $4300 apartment to a $6300 or some-odd apartment. Had been woefully scanning for apartments recently and dropped it fairly quickly. LinkedIn looking more interesting.

Just need to summon the willpower to back off and relax - maybe read a little - and sleep. More than halfway through The Great American Novel now.