While waiting, I also finished Caitlin's novel Daughter of Hounds. I already plan on re-reading it soon, to understand it better; I feel like I missed key stuff, but as always I'm in love with her language and the mood of her work. She's never written a character quite like Odd Willie Lothrop before, for instance; she successfully stretched in the writing of DoH.
The court let us go a little after 2 p.m., when we learned no more jurors would be needed today. Three juries were enpaneled during the day: 15 people were chosen the first time, then 15 more, and finally 18.
So I'm home early. I'll get groceries later. And maybe I'll nap. Mmmm. Naps.