I went to the gym tonight. The gym is right in the office. That has its good points and its bad...good because it's right there and there's no need to do any extra traveling and bad because it's right there and your excuses for not going are basically blown out of the water. Going to the gym gets me to my car around 6:15 so, on the up-side I'm almost missing rush-hour traffic and on the down-side, I'm not reaching home until around 6:45.
By this hour the moon was well on its path across the black winter sky. With the cold crisp dry air you could see all those little 'nooks and crannies.' I must have kept one eye on that moon all the way home. It was so clear I guess I was hoping to catch a glimpse of the U.S. flag or maybe 'the man in the moon' or some other life form dancing around up there!