Too late going to bed last night, too much scotch, too late
getting up, too much to do.
I’ve already dealt with today’s crisis in my association
with a financial services company. I now have 1½ hours to make a trip to the
recycling bins, do a small job on the car, and then trim more shrubs while the
frost stays away. That will take me up to getting the coal fire lit, then it
will be dark.
The days are too short at the moment.
More later.
One bit of news, though, if anybody’s interested. The Woman
in America is
still there. Yay.
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