Trump seems to have reached the point where the best he can come up with is, "Impeach me, and you'll all be sorry." I'm pretty sure his impeachment wouldn't do a tenth as much damage as his presidency has done.
I'm better today. I was better most of yesterday, though I hate doctor visits (at least I'm insured now), and I wasn't able to get any work done. I may have better luck today.
Last night, Chinese takeout and two more episodes of The West. And then I couldn't sleep. At best, four hours. This morning, I began reading Larry McMurtry's Buffalo Girls.