flemmings | Bumpity bumpity bump down the salty sidewalk

There was a sprinkling of little sleet bumps on the front steps when I went out this morning for my blood draw. (Whingeing, unwilling, unrested, resisting, but it's snow all the rest of the week.) Nothing on the sidewalks, same as after yesterday's snow that washed away in the rain, and this was because the city had laid a carpet of salt down at some point. So I bumped down the street to a full waiting room, but various couples and families departed in short order. In spite of posted 40 minute wait times, I was in and out after less than a half hour. They had to take blood from my hand because my veins are now in hiding, and she had to press my hand to get the blood to keep pumping which seems odd, given how prominent the hand veins are. But that's done for another three months.

Bumped back home and swept the sleet from my steps and the salt to the side of the pavement. Will no one think of the dogs??!! Occurs to me that maybe there isn't a sudden influx of dog owners in the hood, just that I was always on a bike before and didn't notice them. Though I do still believe there are more dog owners now than before.

Yesterday's +3C feels like -3 was hideously cold because grey and windy. Make that -10C, and wore thick blue coat and gloves and wished I'd double-bagged them in my wool mitts because the fleece weren't cutting it. I bought pricey fleece ski gloves from Canadian Tired which also didn't cut it in cold weather and which of course fell out of the shallow pockets of my green coat so I only have one. Lesson learned: buy gloves from the dollar store only. Today was -3 but with sun and I sweated in the blue coat. But I got vodka from the LCBO yesterday and began a new round of Project Tiddly. Did weigh myself this morning and have neither gained nor lost in the last tennight, meaning not having pastry keeps weight down, so go me. And also stay away from Fiesta and its baked goods.