Ended up with only a couple of inches yesterday, but still enough to be inconvenient:
Wife ended up parking at the end of the road last night, so I joined her in the morning walk back, to check the mail. There was none, of course - the whole "Neither Rain Nor Sleet Nor Snow" thing apparently doesn't apply here. At any rate, I was out in this at 7:00 this morning. Ugh.
Being a good day to stay in yesterday, I did. Productive work in the Bunker, finally solving a nagging problem with the new rig, which as usual ended up being operator error. Who knew those footswitches were programmable? As is becoming the routine, all afternoon was spent in the kitchen again; the bread ended up being an all-day project, but was well worth the wait. In the interim, a bratwurst pizza was produced for dinner - fabbo, as always, if I do say so myself.
Needless to say, the band meeting was canceled, with no reschedule date yet. Works for me. I really need to get ahold of some people and put together a side project.
For now, at least the sun is out, and the temps promise to cross the freezing mark ascending. Word is the streets are clear, other than our little Back 40.
"Tomorrow" is the first lie of the Devil.
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