Woke up wishing it was still the weekend. Chalk it up to sloth. Went to bed early—slept well, too—but felt as if an extra ten hours could have made the experience even better.
Snow fell last night and kept up well into mid morning. Streets were a bit slick early on, but have cleared since. Tree boughs are still covered. Grass, too. Glad to see it, and hope we get more tomorrow.
Pleased with the revisions on the new “Christmas” story. Feels as if it’s coming together. Had my doubts about the comic aspects of the work, but think if I can dial it back, it’ll work. It’s a serious piece, but it needs the levity to get where it’s going.
Thinking about spending the weekend in a cabin Estes Park. Maybe drag the snowshoes along. Be a nice getaway, particularly if the snow keeps up.