6:30 headed for Janice's, picked her up at 7, we went to San Mateo hoping to have mocha and a chat at the Starbucks, but there was no parking, not even in the garage. So we drove over to Airport Way looking for one, but there wasn't any. Punted, and went to the Hyatt, expecting to find a coffee shop, but the only thing open was the bar, but they had coffee and desserts, so that worked.
Dropped her off at SFO international terminal at about 9:15 and then drove home. She's off to Vietnam on a tour.
Home, heated up a pot pie, no bacon. Ice cream for dessert.
Checked the food I'd put out for Spook next to the bed, it looks untouched. Earlier in the day I poked her, which got her out of the uncomfortable looking low part and under the raised head of the bed. Much better for her.
It'll be a while before she comes out. It's very frustrating but there you have it.
Plans for tomorrow:
Maybe see a play. Maybe not, because Mr. phones it in is in it.