The final month of 2020 started on a Tuesday as uneventful as most days over the last several months have been. Jenny and I have our lunch visits twice a week but most every other day for me consists of lunch at the plaza, whatever errands I have to take care of and then I'm back home for the day. Where do you go when there's nowhere to go, what do you do when there's nothing to do, what do you write about when there is so little happening? The one noteworthy event was weather-related, on Wednesday the 16th we had our first major snowfall of the season. I was keenly aware of the impending forecast, I spent Monday and Tuesday getting things done in anticipation of bad travel on Wednesday. As it happened the snow didn't arrive until early afternoon, I was able to get out for lunch. Jenny was in town at a friend's house, her friend had doctor appointments scheduled for Tuesday and Thursday and Jenny was there to babysit her daughters. I took a sub to her for lunch, as I was on my way there the snow started and by the time I was home it was coming in earnest. I told Jenny it's just as well she was in town, had I gone to her place for lunch I may have had a hell of a time getting home. The snowfall was still coming into the evening hours and under the circumstances this was one night I didn't mind being home. Take care, thanks for reading.
