Can you believe the snow is still hanging around?
It is lingering on the deck, taunting and teasing Spring.
It wasn’t quite what I would call a blizzard, but it was a harbinger of the weekend of April 9 and 10.
I had an early morning date with Dan, the tax man.
It took a little longer this year.
Not sure if it is because Dan and I have been meeting like this every year, and have to catch up on the state of our unions, or if it just seems that figuring out taxes is a painful experience.
When that was over, I needed a few blasts.
Let’s face it.
I need a few blasts, regardless of the circumstances.
I watched the snow fly while I had my morning juice spiked with ice and another unmentionable ingredient, acting like a complete idiot once again.
Home again, home again, jiggity jig.
Put on my nurse’s hat and attempted to make my patients, a husband and 2 cats, comfortable.
By early evening, I was ready for bed, and a good movie.
Too bad the patients had other ideas.
A very unsettling night, indeed.
Somehow the weekend is just about over.
I just might sneak into bed early again, after the night’s feeding frenzy.
With any luck, we all might have a restful night.