I woke up this morning to snow after walking around in short sleeves in 60 degree weather yesterday. No, I didn't do any traveling, shy of driving about forty minutes. That the weather has been absolutely bizarre this season has nearly given me a near permanent brow quirk and been driving me absolutely nuts. I haven't skied at all, but then... there hasn't exactly been good skiing for the lack of snow, even here in New England. Just damned strange.
Ended the week on a warbly note: Great news at work about two coworkers who will shortly no longer be coworkers, much to my delight, and the boss sent us home early (yay!). Got home to find a $53.50 ticket from the state of Massachusetts (bastards) for a snafu with my EZ Pass (boo!). But then went out to eat with my fabulous husband and now am home curled up with my computer in my flannel LT3 PJ's and settling in to get some damned writing done (yay!).
Is it a bad sign that I'm pleading with the muses for mercy before I've even opened the file?
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