Yes, we’re on day three since the snow arrived, but it’s scheduled to go away soon according to all the weather people everywhere. They nailed it with the snow arrival and even correctly determined how deep it would be. During the entire snowing event the temperature did not get above 20 degrees so it was very dry. It was very windy, too, so the snow was blown all over the place. It would have been easy for me to shovel the walks and driveway, but I didn’t do it because I’m old. I’m not a shoveler.

I started this a few days ago thinking I could stay current, but time got away from me, like normal and here I am, again, running late.

The freezing temps are gone for a moment, and the snow is almost gone from the roads so getting around is much easier now. Still, we needed to visit Jennie and family yesterday evening. Considering how the evening ended, we should have stayed home.

After a nice visit with the kids we bid our adieu and headed for the truck. The sidewalks were clear and we were doing real well until we got to the end of the garage wall. A that point we had to make a right turn to make a shorter trip to the truck. Diane was leading the way and made the turn just fine. Sadly, when I turned the corner I hit the ice, lost my balance, knocked Diane into Jennie’s Honda, I fell down and hit the ground shortly after Diane. She made it half way under the car but I managed to stay where I hit. Neither of us broke anything but Diane, I’m sure, messed up her right rotator cuff and she was terrible pain.

Going to urgent care right away for Diane wasn’t going to happen. Sitting in a small room populated with people ready to share their ailments isn’t her favorite thing to do. But, if the pain doesn’t get better, that’s where she’s going to go. I’ll let you know how that goes.

It’s morning now, it’s almost 41 degrees, and the sun is shining brightly, and the hazardous ice is dissipating. The snow will go away soon, too. When that happens I’ll wash the truck.

Now I must quit.