Monday

Today I washed three loads of clothes. This means I went up and down two flights of stairs six times altogether. No, I tell you a lie! {this is a direct quote from my Irish mother when she wanted to correct something she said.} I actually went up and down another couple of times because when I went to check the sheets, they weren’t dry. I have folded and put away three loads of clothes and stripped and remade the bed. I also put the ingredients for a white loaf in the machine.

What I haven’t done is go for a walk either on the treadmill or outside. It was snowing with great vigor when I got up this morning and although it stopped in the early afternoon, I was too tired by then to make the effort. I might have gone if the sun had come out, but it has been a dreary day. I also didn’t make gingerbread.

Mike, our landlord, called from Burlington airport to ask Fred to go on line and check if his plane from New York to Switzerland was running late because he was snowed in at Burlington until 8 pm. If the plane to Switzerland takes off on time, and his plane from Burlington leaves for New York at 8 pm as they were saying, he might just make his connection. He is going to Switzerland to see his 95 year-old grandmother! His wife is staying at home with Malcolm!

I do hope all this snow has decreased in two weeks because I am off to the Sunny South. I told my older son I was looking forward to some sunshine and he said, “So are we, Mum! We have had rain and more rain and it is raining as I am speaking!” But the thing about the rain in the South is that it is not icy rain and although it comes down heavily, “a real chunk-floater” as they say, it stops quickly. Here in Vermont it starts raining in the morning and drizzles on all day.

Ok, time to go and watch “Stargate: SG1 ” reruns. Maybe tomorrow there will be some sunshine and I hope my new bread machine will arrive!

Until later…