Yesterday W came over to watch The Walking Dead, and we wen't to dinner. She was fairly tired and crabby. She wants to go to movie tomorrow. Hopefully she'll be rested up and in better mood.
My reports from the field are pretty monotonous, aren't they?
She saw I had the snow shovels and rock salt lined up and asked if I could put a shovel in the car and if there was extra salt. I let her pick a shovel (we have 4 - don't ask...) and fixed her up with a coffee can of salt. At least she left me a good shovel, unlike the rake incident. So, does that make her an Acts of Service gal? She loves to have me do stuff like that - how hard is it to stop and pick up ice melt or salt? She really likes to do the helpless waif routine. She did mention the guy down the street who mows lawns is going to get a snow blower. That makes me feel better - believe, me, he's not another potential OM. He's a good guy, but wiped out from booze or drugs, and on disability.
She said Saturday she'd try to remember to bring the dishes (for the 3rd time... Sigh).
I wonder what she's going to do when it starts snowing. She hates, hates, hates driving in snow and used to go to great lengths to find excuses for me to drive her anywhere if it snowed even a tiny bit. And we met in AK! And I've gotten no closer to buying another car.
In other news, my BIL is on a full-blown MLC. My sister is probably going to lose her hose because he's mismanaged the money, and won't give her any help. He's a lifelong alcoholic, so his behavior has always been self-destructive. He has a big shop that he loves, so to give it all up to move into a hotel, he must have it bad.
My reports from the field are pretty monotonous, aren't they? 
