I wanted to stab my eyes out

I woke up yesterday to the ol' wintry mix again, and thought, "noNoNO!" We knew it was coming, of course. The radar map was the same every time I looked at it Sunday – a huge pink-and-blue wall of ice and snow heading our way. Combined with sub-freezing temperatures, it was a bad day for taking a walk, but a good one for ass-sitting. AND KNITTING! I completed, beginning Sunday evening, three fingerless mitts, and the fourth one is about a third of the way done.

And I think we may have watched eight or nine or even 10 episodes of the second season of House of Cards. If HoC is your only exposure to how government works, it's no wonder a lot of people say they're not interested in politics.

I got a four-miler in Sunday morning. It began raining when I was a quarter mile from home, on the way back. Eating has been good and clean for three days now. I think I'm back on track.

The new refrigerator is scheduled for delivery between 2:15 and 4:15 this afternoon. Perhaps I'll cook enough for dinner that we'll have LEFTOVERS. Because now I'll have a place to keep them. Although, realistically, it won't be cooled down and ready to freeze things until tomorrow, I would imagine. But the light really is at the end of the tunnel for this ordeal.

And maybe the light is at the end of the tunnel for our weather woes, as well. Mostly sunny and highs in the 40s and 50s for the next five days (including today, but right now it's only NINE!). More wintry mix moves in after that, but it looks like it may only be during the overnight period, as high temperatures during the day are still going to be quite moderate.

I'll be so glad when there's no more bad weather to write about.

I'm sure you will be, as well.