Not-shopping

We will not contribute to the National Day of Shopping.  Neither of us actually enjoys shopping, even for something we want or need.  Add to that an abhorrence of crowds in general and elbows in particular, plus extreme traffic-avoidance behavior, and you have a formula for us staying out of stores until mid-January . . .

I think the mall area performed a greater service to humanity when it was still a dairy farm.

Walk in anticipation of Weather

Gloomy out there.  We're supposed to get mixed precip, changing to all rain, tonight and into tomorrow morning.  I hauled my butt out and hiked a couple of miles around the neighborhood just to remind the legs that they have a purpose in this world.

Probably another month before I can take the skis out for exercise . . .

Tiger came out and claimed my ankles again.  No sign of Crazy Cat.  Guess she's learned her lesson.

Drip drip drip

At least, as Wife points out from her well of wisdom, we don't have to shovel it.