A snowy, very cold Sunday Morning. Two cats curled up on the bed, and me fiddling with the Kindle, downloading a Ghost detector app. It's been rather isolating these days with the bad weather. Maybe I can talk to the ghosts.
Okay, I'm not that bored. I'm really procrastinating. I want to start income taxes today. I do. I really do. I think if I keep telling myself that, then I will do it. But until then, I'm blogging and ghost detecting and doing all kinds of important things. Eating a donut. Making more coffee.
It's hard to get out and see people in winter. (Work doesn't count.) Friends check in on Facebook, or leave an email, a text, maybe even a real phone call once in a while. But short of the people at work, and the people in Lowe's, I am feeling a bit isolated lately. The basement project continues. The floor wasn't all that level, so we bought "leveler" and leveled it up where the new yoga room is taking shape. It's a project that is making the winter months a bit more bearable. Shoveling snow is not a hobby. Thankfully I have had some help with the driveway, since this is the winter from....well not Hell, but maybe once Hell Freezes over, it can be described as that.
With the Olympics getting underway, I see the athletes enjoying the snow up there in the mountains of Russia. Hope it works out well for them. Go Team USA. I shudder with every flip the snowboarders do off the slopes. Defying the laws of gravity seems like an endeavor that will inevitably result in bodily harm. I admire the skills, but their fearlessness both impresses me and again, makes me shudder.
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