It snowed here yesterday – light flurries and brief, but still – and got down into the 2o’s this morning. Not very spring-like, however much green grass I can see. They say it’s going to warm up later in the week, but I’ll believe it when I feel it. (You may have guessed I’m not a big fan of winter weather.)
Meanwhile, I’ve been rereading Carola Dunn’s Daisy Dalrymple mysteries. They’re like literary comfort food. That’s a good thing (especially if you’ve been feeling funky.) I did manage to get some work done on Slowpocalypse Book 5, and while I didn’t make much forward progress, I am making the book better. And that’s better than nothing.