In the morning, when I get dressed for work, I leave the hangers that my pants and shirt were using on the bed so that when I get home, I don’t have to look for them to hang things back up.  This practice has worked for me quite well for many years.

This morning, as I was shutting off the bedroom light before heading to work, I noticed that there were three hangers on the bed instead of the usual two.  I did a quick “head count” of what I was wearing and confirmed that I was not wearing two pants or two shirts.  I don’t think one of them was doubled-up on two hangers, so I have no idea why there was an extra hanger on my bed.

This will bother me for the rest of the day.

I know this is totally selfish.

There are about 60 people trapped on The Tram a few blocks from my apartment, and have been trapped since about 5pm.  Ever since then, there have been helicopters circling around.  I assume they are a mix of press and police choppers, but that really doesn’t matter.

What matters is that I’m trying to go to sleep, and every time I get right on the edge of sleep…chop, chop, chop, chop…the sound of the helicopters coming back over my apartment building jolts me back to reality.

Last time I checked, it was going to take hours to rescue everyone.

I can tell this is going to be a long night.