10pm; just got home with Cat Lady. We've been on the go all day, and I've been up since 3am. We had a ton of tightly-choreographed appointments, so when one person was 15 minutes late, it cascaded. That yielded the one moment of hilarity that only happens in the movies: We had forgotten to pack the next appointment's phone number, and Cat Lady was getting nowhere with the automated operator in an attempt to get it from Information, (to let them know we were now running late). We kinda gave up at that point, and then turned at the next bend in the highway to see a huge billboard advertising the next person's business, along with his direct phone number in an enormous font.