Home Again
Julie called me last night and told me to stay home from work today. They experienced just about all No-Shows yesterday and assumed the same would happen today.
I don't think I could get out anyway, unless somehow I caught a ride with Bob. He headed out, but told me the most treacherous part, ironically, is our driveway which I shoveled yesterday. Now it is a thin sheet of ice. Oh well, I guessed that would happen. The hope is that if it gets above freezing it will quickly clear. He parked up on the street so he didn't have to deal with the driveway.
What, oh what shall I do today? I may just have to dive into a dark, scary projects - put away all the CD's that are piled up downstairs, out of their cases, strewn about. Or, (she shivers...) spend some time trying to organize the store room.
I could figure out how to get a gift for Bob. I have an idea, but am running out of time. I'll do the research today. I have nothing for him. Nada. Santa is getting us new skis, which we need so we won't break our ol' bones cross country skiing. Our current skis are over 3 decades old, and just don't help us going downhill. So, we agreed that's it - but somehow I wouldn't be surprised if he came up with a little something or other to supplement that. Damn him!(She smiles.)
I have a few more gifts to wrap. That's where I'll start.
Happy snow day.
Oh, I just heard that Wed. promises to be even worse. I have Wed. off, but I'm supposed to get a haircut. I NEED IT! Bob has taken to calling me Mophead (affectionately, of course.)
I don't think I could get out anyway, unless somehow I caught a ride with Bob. He headed out, but told me the most treacherous part, ironically, is our driveway which I shoveled yesterday. Now it is a thin sheet of ice. Oh well, I guessed that would happen. The hope is that if it gets above freezing it will quickly clear. He parked up on the street so he didn't have to deal with the driveway.
What, oh what shall I do today? I may just have to dive into a dark, scary projects - put away all the CD's that are piled up downstairs, out of their cases, strewn about. Or, (she shivers...) spend some time trying to organize the store room.
I could figure out how to get a gift for Bob. I have an idea, but am running out of time. I'll do the research today. I have nothing for him. Nada. Santa is getting us new skis, which we need so we won't break our ol' bones cross country skiing. Our current skis are over 3 decades old, and just don't help us going downhill. So, we agreed that's it - but somehow I wouldn't be surprised if he came up with a little something or other to supplement that. Damn him!(She smiles.)
I have a few more gifts to wrap. That's where I'll start.
Happy snow day.
Oh, I just heard that Wed. promises to be even worse. I have Wed. off, but I'm supposed to get a haircut. I NEED IT! Bob has taken to calling me Mophead (affectionately, of course.)