Day One. Slept well last night. Woke up once to a phone call at 1130; the urge to PMO was there but I was tired enough that I closed my eyes and took some deep breaths... suddenly it was morning. Started the day right. Up with my alarm, shower, prayer, coffee, now here. Some anxiety today, as I have a big project coming due. As it says at Jimmy Johns, "as a cure for anxiety, hard work is better than whiskey." I'll be back tomorrow. Let's get seven.