The clock on the wall says 3:20

And the hour between 2 and 3 took about 4 by other clock's standards. The one on the wall? I think it was feeling the aura around here and sympathizing. It's been one of those days that drags, one of those days where Miss Elsa seems to think she should be called Yes-your-highness-almighty-princess-what-may-I-do-for-you-now?

But now, two are down for the count, the sun is setting, a cup of tea with strawberry shortcake and my book are calling my name.

So, clock on the wall, despite you telling me it's 3:20, I'm going with 8:32. It's a much more friendly hour.