Boring post, boring is good, boring is peaceful, boring prepares us for the next round of DRAMA
Got back from bow hunting very, very early Monday morning, zero dark thirty. We were watching the weather forecasts and cut the trip short. The prediction for where we were was at least a foot of snow. This put us at risk of becoming stranded for a couple of days. I would have liked another couple of days in the woods, but not if we were attempting to get out.
It was a productive trip materially and spiritually. It was a risk, but I left my cell at camp while I was in stand.
Cerberus nearly knocked me over when he saw me enter the house and stayed in physical contact for most of the next day. Fortunately he respects the boundary about my bedroom. We hunkered down for the next couple of days while Sandy blew herself out, nothing as severe as the east coast, although I was glad for the pantry and generator.
Kept an eye on mom and checked in with SIL1 after we lost power. There are a couple of downed trees to reduce to firewood and I have to clean gutters again this weekend.
Work was closed for a day and a half. We put a skeleton crew in place yesterday afternoon to provide customer support and today after the power was restored we’ve been working to bring back phone and internet support. We’re digging out.
Son and DIL brought my granddaughter by last night for a short visit. She was dressed as Tigger. It was a short visit as the she had missed a nap and needed some quiet time.
BITS Me 55, ACK, when did that happen? Doesn't feel like 55 D 30 S 27
You create your own universe as you go along - Winston Churchill
