As a reward, I took myself to a movie, then to dinner. Saw The Majestic (warm and light), then enjoyed some fetuccini con pollo at Stella's, the Italian place next door (yum). Ended up waiting for my bus longer than I should have because I picked a stop that's not used later at night (a merciful Metro driver informed me and gave me a lift to the right stop). On the ride home, I noticed my reflection in the bus window and imagined myself homeless and disheveled. Startling how easily the image comes.
All in all, a good night, and my day off tomorrow if I take it. Probably will.