early morning antics
There's nothing like a knock on the front door at 6:30 AM to start the day with a rush of adrenaline, I've now discovered.
The guy was very apologetic; he'd accidentally shoved someone's tax forms under the door of the wrong apartment (i.e. mine), and couldn't manage to get them back without knocking. Still, it was quite a way to begin the morning.
Five days into March and it's snowed twice already-- including the half-inch of snow on the ground outside from overnight-- and I can see more storm clouds building on the horizon from here.
I think it's time to drag out the extra-warm sweater.
The guy was very apologetic; he'd accidentally shoved someone's tax forms under the door of the wrong apartment (i.e. mine), and couldn't manage to get them back without knocking. Still, it was quite a way to begin the morning.
Five days into March and it's snowed twice already-- including the half-inch of snow on the ground outside from overnight-- and I can see more storm clouds building on the horizon from here.
I think it's time to drag out the extra-warm sweater.