Chores all morning: laundry, rearranging cabinets. By the early afternoon, I just want to spend an hour or two immobile. It's an indoor kind of day. Outside the wind howls -- the wind chill registers -20. The leaves in the back yard still cover the lawn, and I never get around to washing the mildew off the house. Not to mention rototilling the garden.
JoAnna fixes a great supper, ham and scalloped potatoes. I clean up and give Andy a bath. Later on, I resume my desk reorganization, dumping pages and pages of newspaper article photocopies and weeding out long-neglected files, perhaps throwing away some memories in the process. Debatable.
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