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What Went Before: Tuesday

Total WIP +/-118,724. The cats were a great help.

I? Had forgotten there's a Zoom business meeting this afternoon at 2, so I'd better get my chores done and my lunch et.

The driveway, as predicted is a sheet of ice. I've figured out that all I actually have to do is get inside the garage, so I can get in the car. I can stop on my way out (in the car) to needlework, to collect the mail, which is small snowy tramp. It'll work. Ghod, I hate ice.

I did not try to take the trash or the recycling to the curb this morning, ref "ice" above. Maybe next week.

How's everybody doing at midday on Tuesday?
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So, that was exciting. I was getting ready to leave for needlework and!

The garage door was frozen shut. By luck, I had been heating water for tea, and went out and poured the kettle along the inside the door and it opened. Sadly, I did not think of this before I had called my excellent plowguy to see if he had any ideas, and disturbed his evening, but I think I did catch him before he got on his way to my place with rock salt.

I went to needlework, and came back. The car is in the garage, but I don't dare close the door because I have a PT appointment at 7:45 tomorrow morning.

This is why I hate ice. In addition to the whole sliding situation.

The coon cats have had happy hour and I have poured a glass of wine.

Everybody have a good evening. Stay safe.

I'll check in tomorrow.
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Wednesday, sunny and cold.

Back from my early PT appointment, from which I have gained a lot more homework, which I'm supposed to do many times a day. I'm going to have to put a lot of thought into how I'm going to accomplish all this and, yanno, write, read, play, with the cats and all those other extraneous things I do. I obviously don't want to be crippled with back pain, but I'm thinking there's a middle ground here, and I need to find it.

After PT, I treated myself to breakfast at Governor's where, I kid you not, one waitress was handling the whole room, and busing too, until somebody else came on shift. It wasn't over-crowded, but it was busy enough, and this is where it pays to be a long-term employee in a business that thrives on regulars. She knew just about everybody, we all knew her, nobody was in a hurry or on their way to a Big Freakin' Meetin' or anything -- and between us, we made it work.

I stopped by the Post Office, collected the mail, stopped by the crosstown Hannaford, which I'm going to have to visit more often, as they seem to have more of what I'm wanting than the one round the corner, and came home to get one of the bags of Emergency Ice Melt Steve had stashed in the back of the garage onto the sled. I opened it with my trusty shovel, then we all half-skated out to scatter melt-crystals over the driveway.

. . . I'm getting down to the bottom of things that Steve stashed away against need, which is a somewhat melancholy realization, along with the other melancholy realization that I'm going to have to be advertent regarding these things.

Ice melt disposed, I came inside, made myself a cup of hot chocolate and checked on the cats -- who are all in Steve's office, because That's What We Do in the morning.

Excellent cats.

Today, is making 2026 files, which I didn't have the oomph to do earlier, and setting up next year's accounting. I have leftovers for lunch, and a good book to read when I'm done my chores.

How's Wednesday at your place?

Wednesday morning cat census: