Beeber shows it’s 25 here now. DP and some kids have gone Scouting For Food, which is actually Tom and Pat’s main occupation all the time, only they usually don’t go trolling the streets of random housing developments.
The rest of us are at home being cold.
I’m about to take the vacuum upstairs for some cleaning activity, which might get Bill out of bed.
Or not. Good morning, y'all! Ice all over the ground. Overcast. Good day to stay on couch under fuzzy blanket and finish a book.
It’s 43, here, and I have to head out for Walmart again. *sigh*
I don’t want to bundle up but if I don’t, my shoulder will be killing me by the time I’ve walked six blocks.
It’s cloudy out, but there is no wind, which is good.