Where did this week go?
After the soul sucking process of moving, time has just slipped by. Suddenly it’s Thursday! And you know what that can mean-24 to 48 hours of a possible snowstorm. Isn’t this about the third Thursday we have endured this threat? It would have been slightly more amusing has the flakes descended on 2-22-22, but no…Thursday again. Along with Bath City Bistro possibly closing early again and my salmon craving left hanging, we are also facing a delay in our departure. When you are mentally ready and completely packed, this can seem devastating. As a creature of routine, I have to totally rewire my process. But yanking a boat thru two states with bad road conditions isn’t exactly how we want to make our escape.
I’ve broke the news to Hazel and she is sleeping it off on the windowsill. Maybe there’s a lesson in that…no sense in stressing over things you can’t change. See, that wonder cat is not so dumb after all.
Guess, I’ll follow suit and dream of mice and catnip. WAIT! Wrong dream. See y’all five states south!
XOXO
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