I could not find my peanut M&M’s bow tie anywhere in the Tie Room this morning. It was my intended Bow Tie o’ the Day. I know it’s not lost. It’s in the Tie Room somewhere, just not in its usual place. But I’m in the mood to wear that particular bow tie, and no other. Never to be deterred, I know how to improvise when necessary. Still, not finding one of my trusted bow ties in its place discombobulated me to the point that I declared a Pajama Day for myself. I’m passing my pj morning on the love seat—reading, writing, and dozing off. I also discovered another use for my Face Mask o’ the Day. It works niftily as a sleep mask.