Another gray day, but I’m hoping for afternoon sunshine.
After patting myself on the back for remembering to switch the heating system from winter to summer, I’m regretting my efficiency.
The temps around here have been as erratic as those of a 55-year-old woman.
I’m not what anyone would call a music buff,
In some version of the 1950s Clean Plate Club, I still find it hard to put aside a book, half-read.
As of 10:28 this morning, things are going to get pretty hairy around here. Or, at least one thing will.
Never mind the last post - now that we’ve settled in, life has speeded up a little and feels a bit less aimless than in Florida, where life is simpler and household tasks are no more taxing than taking out the trash or driving through the car wash.