For three days, weather gurus are predicting ten inch snowfall, blizzard, etc and today I wake up in Cape Girardeau to see people traveling, slowly, down my hilly street and people writing on FB that Cape got about an inch. I don't know how it is everywhere; I only know what I read and hear because I am in my house snowbound. Yesterday, I cooked sausage soup, chili, chocolate cake, spaghetti and I am by myself. Freezer stock, anyway! Not the cake, it was a disaster and I pitched it.
It just proves that not everything that is predicted comes to pass but you better be prepared, anyway! Am I glad I don't have to get out and risk falling. You bet! Will the world go on in normalcy faster this week than I thought! You bet! Am I already tired of television! Getting there! So what do I do with this short-fall of predicted time at home! Anything I wish to do including spending the day in my pajamas, eating what I want, doing nothing constructive, sleeping, and, in general, not accomplishing anything worthwhile. No one predicted that either!
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