*sigh*
Looking out the window from my nice cozy apartment, it's such a beautiful day -- give or take all the snow on the ground: sunny, bright, not too windy, a perfect day for a walk in the park.
Except it's nine degrees, with a wind chill of minus three.
I have to go out anyway -- I have a coffee date with a friend I haven't seen in weeks.
I really have to get my act together and put together some projects for days like this, when I'm full of energy but not full enough to brave the great outdoors for any length of time.
I did just put some books away, but it starts to look as though I'm going to run out of shelf space again.
Except it's nine degrees, with a wind chill of minus three.
I have to go out anyway -- I have a coffee date with a friend I haven't seen in weeks.
I really have to get my act together and put together some projects for days like this, when I'm full of energy but not full enough to brave the great outdoors for any length of time.
I did just put some books away, but it starts to look as though I'm going to run out of shelf space again.