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Slept in today as my birthday treat, thought about staying in bed all day, but eventually got up after 11. Sun kept peeking out and temps soared to 10C/50F, stretching helped the iffy right leg, so out I went in blessed shoes and took a load to the laundromat. Downside of not doing this for a month and change was not being able to take everything so dressing gown, fleecy, etc will have to wait, but I do have clean hoodies now, so am content.
Bro messaged me this morning because FB was being weird and insisting we weren't friends. It's still saying that even though we can see each other's posts, so shrug. S-i-l is all holidayed out so meeting up will have to wait until she decompresses. Which is fine. Mild temps mean mucky sidewalks and the need to keep cleaning the walker's wheels. Mild temps did clear the sidewalks of snow but not the gutters so yeah, getting to cabs is not fun. Though I must get down to the subway station to see if the elevator is working at last.
Wild winds were blowing in a cold front by the time I came home amid wild grey November clouds, with golden patches on the horizon where the sun was going down.
Bro messaged me this morning because FB was being weird and insisting we weren't friends. It's still saying that even though we can see each other's posts, so shrug. S-i-l is all holidayed out so meeting up will have to wait until she decompresses. Which is fine. Mild temps mean mucky sidewalks and the need to keep cleaning the walker's wheels. Mild temps did clear the sidewalks of snow but not the gutters so yeah, getting to cabs is not fun. Though I must get down to the subway station to see if the elevator is working at last.
Wild winds were blowing in a cold front by the time I came home amid wild grey November clouds, with golden patches on the horizon where the sun was going down.
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Thank you. I'm not sanguine about this year being bright and congenial, but one can hope.
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