I woke up early for a Saturday – 8:00.
Guest bathroom – Fixed the 2-3 year-old water damage on the ceiling. Still have to paint it. The bathroom was all clean and shiny until I looked at the trim. I’ve been meaning to repaint the trim for years but never got around to it. Until Saturday. Done.
Washed, dried, folded, and put away two loads of laundry.
Made cornbread and soup for lunch.

Hung the garland on the front porch with Mr. Aitch. Finished taking in all the porch and deck furniture. Rolled up the rug from the front porch. All put neatly away for the winter. Mr. Aitch swept the porch.
Cut the fabric for one of the quilt tops.
Jambalaya with chicken (no sausage) for dinner).
Cut more fabric for the second quilt top.
Went to bed.
Sunday morning – church. It started snowing during Mass and when we left the church, about 2 inches had fallen.
Went to the market. It was crowded for a Sunday morning when I arrived but quickly cleared out as the snow kept piling up outside.

Groceries put away.
Pancakes and sausage for lunch.
Roast beef with carrots, celery, and onions in the oven. It smelled so good.
Pieced one quilt top together. No photo as it was a dark dreary day.
Added potatoes to the roast beef concoction in the oven.
Watched a part of “The Crossing” with Mr. Aitch until dinner was ready.

Lovely roast beef and vegetables. And a bottle of wine, of course.
Finished watching “The Crossing” with Mr. Aitch.
Checked email.
Pinterest.

Did an Internet search for a free knitted pattern for a newsboy cap aka bakers cap, golf cap, ivy cap, English driving cap for a small child. No luck. Found crocheted patterns. Don’t crochet.

Turned on the dishwasher and went to bed with a book, “The Book Thief” by Markus Zusak. Couldn’t stop reading until my eyes got too tired.

The alarm clock went off at 6:00 this morning. I turned it off and fell back asleep for 45 more minutes. That happens more often than I care to admit.
The schools and colleges were closed today due to the snow storm and freezing rain. I had no trouble getting to work.
And so it goes.
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