Thought I had a handle on this one, but it got away.
More of the same, only different.
Wrote, read, worked out. Early afternoon appointment came and went without much fanfare. A lot of stuff still up in the air.
Took a short nap—the arm woke up before I did—then went out to shop for some dinner fixings.
Brief FaceTime with Jack.
Tied pull-ropes to the upper branches of the locusts in back so I can shake the snow from them if it gets too heavy this weekend. Whatever happens, don’t need another collapse like last spring. We’ll see if the weather people are right. Meanwhile, better safe than sorry.
Wish I were in a better place. But so do most people, I guess. Gotta keep trudging toward the light and believing things will look better in the morning.