Urk. 33 and cloudy here, no wind. I made a trek to the mailbox ;-).
I’ll probably go to the gym later, maybe in the afternoon so I can drop some kids at the movie.
Like I said...I probably won’t leave the house until tomorrow, because I just don’t want to fight that cold wind.
Walking out to the mailboxes is taking on an entirely new meaning. Some of the sidewalks are torn up, fenced off, or curing, the parking lots are doubling as storage for the dumpsters that are holding the debris, and heavy equipment is everywhere. I’m not excited about the “upgrades.”
There is a meeting this morning that I have to attend, about the laundry room. Something tells me I’m not going to be happy.