I needed a night away from my tent. Meanwhile Otto's working hard at his craft. I guess he doesn't have a guest room set up yet. I understand. Or maybe he just fails to notice what time it is because the windows are letting in daylight at 2:00 a.m.
I suppose technically it's Saturday now. Anyway, I slept poorly. You would too on a hardwood floor. What I didn't expect was this:
I suppose Otto was trying to help. Maybe he got as far as the tent and couldn't figure out how to carry me through the entrance given the low clearance. (1 Kings 17:19)
As a side note, it seems that as long as I get back to my cot no later than 1:50 a.m., there's no penalty to my stamina the following day. How much I could get done if I could get by on only 250 minutes of sleep each day!