On a chilly winter day I warmed myself by running down stairs. I’d jam the laundry into the machine, wander back up stairs, set a timer, and “ding”…run down stairs again. It’s a really good way to stay warm.
Between bouts of up and down, I ran to Tarjay for ribbons. I’d given Lessa all the Christmas stuff and there wasn’t a ribbon to be seen. As usual, I checked for “Tide - cold water unscented.” None to be had…perhaps their having it the first week was just a teaser to get us in to their newly remodeled store. Yet I noted they had ten plus feet of Tide scented in a large variety of flavors.
Today I shan’t run anywhere. Since the sewing table is newly shorn of it’s photos to be scanned, now will be a good time to sort that appalling pile of tax stuff that is enthusiastically escaping it’s accordion folder. Besides, we have this one room warmed with a tiny heater.
Maybe I will finish my email Christmas letter too. You would be proud of me.