I did about seven hours of driving yesterday. The thing about driving is that you feel like you’ve run on a treadmill for seven hours, but really you just sat on your ass for seven hours. It’s exhausting, but without the calorie burn. I need to hit the gym this morning. Before I go, here’s what I read in the past hour or two:

A delightful Hamptons book talk with much discussion about the hard work involved with maintaining five homes. The first to go after the revolution.

Some fun .gif maps of the middle class in New York City.

Sir Nicholas Winton saved 669 children during the Holocaust.

Parenting an autistic kids who needs his routines.

We love our Urgent Care center.