I’m looking forward to no more snow in the forecast.
Bump.
We just had a bit of snow. Not enough to worry about, though.
Bump.
Friday begins a full week of lake effect.
Bump.
I don’t envy that.
Bump.
This is the start of, statistically, the coldest week of the year.
Brrr-ump.
It just gets warmer from here, then.
Bump.
Theoretically, at least. Bump.
No fog today and the day off tomorrow. Also Monday because of MLK. We’ll see if I get anything done around the house.
Bump.
I’ve got lots of things to do around the house. Now, if I could only muster the enthusiasm to do them.
Bump.
I’ve got so many things to do around the house, I don’t know where to start. That’s why I’m not starting.
Ba-dum-bump.
Nothing to say right now, except …
Bump!
Happy Ides of January!
Bump.
Here’s to the weekend!
Bump.
Weekend, weekdays, it’s all the same to me.
Bump.
These days, it seems that way.
Bump.
I resolve to actually do something today,
Bump.
(Back later to either confess or celebrate.)
I make no such resolution.
Bump.
I did something today: I watched two football games on TV.
And I bumped the thread, too.
Did three things. Not as much as I wanted, but two things more than yesterday.
Bump.
Did some little things, but not either of the big things I need to do.
Bump.