I’m awake in a hotel room. I never know what to do with myself in hotel rooms. Especially if it’s for work, for which, on this case, this isolated room in wine country is occupied right now. By me.

I drank some Napa wine. I did some Wii exercising. I did some whirlpooling in the bathtub. Then, I stayed up too late. Only it’s no later than I usually do. It’s just I can’t guage time in the hotel vortex.

I know how to handle free time alone at home. I cherish free time alone at home.

But, in hotel land, I don’t know what to do with myself. I thinks it’s because I have to use a different remote.