Staying Cold

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The Sun

I actually slept in until 7:30 this morning. My Apple Watch gave me a sleep score of 76—I'm usually in the 60s. Right now it's 8:33 and cloudy, with no snow but a chilly 5°. It looks as though this week will be much the same: cold with little, if any, major snowfall. By the way, my cold is much better—less coughing and just a stuffy nose. I may even venture out today for the first time since Wednesday. Our road was just plowed, and I gave Eric 30 bucks for helping clear the driveway yesterday. I'll still have to get out there this morning after breakfast and the blog, though, since we got at least four more inches overnight.

More Shoveling This Morning

It snowed most of the day on Sunday. I was up early, around 6:30, and it was already coming down. We had no plans for the day other than waiting for the NFL playoff games to begin midafternoon. We listened to the news most of the morning—the pundits debating the death of the ICU nurse in Minneapolis. It makes me wonder if there's such a thing as truth anymore. We wrote the blog, and I had my usual breakfast before heading out to shovel the driveway for the first time with my battery-powered shovel. Around 11:00, our plow guy came by, and I asked him to clear the parking area so that by noon, we'd be in good shape. While I was outside, Evie assembled our dinner of lemon chicken early, just in case we lost electricity.

I had kuru fasulye for lunch with rice around 12:30, then went outside and shoveled another two or three inches before coming back in to read and nap. After my nap, I shoveled again before settling in to watch the first playoff game. While I was napping, Evie made brownies for dessert and watched some tv. The Patriots/Broncos game was a bore, ending around 6:00 when I went out to shovel yet again. We had lemon chicken for dinner with rice—a good choice—and watched a Hometown episode before returning to the second playoff game between the Seahawks and Rams. Around 8:30, I went outside to shovel for what I hoped would be the last time. Evie had had enough football and went up to bed, leaving me to watch the Seahawks edge out a victory over the Rams. The game didn't end until close to 10:00, so I'd had enough myself and went upstairs to read and sleep. A day of too much shoveling and football.