PM edition: It's been cold and gray all day long. Except for a couple hours, during which we went shopping for a dust buster to use on the stairs & then stopping to get something to eat, I've been buried under a blanket. I've taken so many naps I think I'll be up for the next couple days. Scott keeps trying to tell me I'm grumpy, but it's not true (although I can't do anything to convince him otherwise).
AM edition: It's cold and overcast (again) and there is NOTHING to do except housework (yippee, where do I sign up?)... I'm not sure why the thought of housework just makes me cringe. I suppose it's because I know there are more enjoyable things that I could and would be doing this weekend, but no one could tell me what was going to happen yesterday until I got there. I had better get over this funk, otherwise it is going to be an extremely long weekend for me!
