I loved sleeping in until around 9:30. That's more like it. The morning meandered by until I finally got around to doing laundry. We're having a sudden burst of warmer weather, so it was wonderful to slide into bed wearing my fave nightie with lace and ribbons and nod off in the afternoon. Included was a very strange dream. I was being chauffeured by someone in a self-driving car. At some point, he deliberately abandoned me and the car took off. This was scary (and actually reminds me of a conference about self-driving cars being the safe answer for people who were blind and/or disabled). Uh … not by my dream.
I had a few brief windows of decent vision but it's abandoned me, too, leaving me with much snow. Sigh. Not enough to read a book. I just watched my game show repeats. Rev. Jeff posted in FB that he'd had a body scraper on his bike, being knocked by a card door onto the streetcar tracks which snagged his tire. He managed 600K to Montreal, but a local ride fells him. At least I don't think he's scheduled to preach tomorrow, so he can rest up.
I had a few brief windows of decent vision but it's abandoned me, too, leaving me with much snow. Sigh. Not enough to read a book. I just watched my game show repeats. Rev. Jeff posted in FB that he'd had a body scraper on his bike, being knocked by a card door onto the streetcar tracks which snagged his tire. He managed 600K to Montreal, but a local ride fells him. At least I don't think he's scheduled to preach tomorrow, so he can rest up.