When I poked my head out to get the paper this morning I heard birds twittering in the early sunshine and bitter cold air. Maybe they didn't get the memo that it's still deep winter around here or maybe they just don't give a crap that it's so cold outside your neck retracts your head between your shoulders and your nose hairs freeze with every breath. Whatever the reason, it immediately woke me up and made me think that maybe, just maybe, it'll be warm, green, and birdy around here one of these days. It's been months since there was a natural sound besides the whistling wind out there. Snowplows yes, birds no.
All of my customers yesterday clustered themselves at the end of the day. I had no one except the mail lady and a few phone calls, then just after 5 p.m. T&BD came in, followed by an actual paying customer, then MW dropped off a jump drive with Knitting Guild pictures for me to use to update the guild blog, he didn't stay more than a minute but there was quite a traffic jam there for a beat or two. The best part of the day was the first phone call just after 10 a.m. which was from a


I didn't write before bed last night. I was too tired. Today I need to drop off a tank for service, take my cup o'coins to the bank for counting and turning into folding money, cash my paycheck, do laundry, and go to the grocery (with or without Durwood) for veggies and other stuff. Whew. Time to sort and get the dirty clothes flopping around in the washer. Seeyabye.
--Barbara
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Amazing how another person's excitement can kinda rub off on you. Glad you could enjoy that guy's time at Club Med -- even if it was second-hand!
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