While H was remembering how to ski again after 8+ months away, I tried to stay busy at home, not wanting to waste the weekend in front of the t.v. (Don't get me wrong: I totally could have, I just didn't want to feel guilty about it.) On Saturday, therefore, Milton and I were out the door at 8:15 a.m., bundled up against the 19F cold, to do our 3.25 mile loop; we alternated walking and jogging on each block, trying to keep warm. After that, a shower and a big coffee, we did a quick run to the post office and the store, and then settled in at home where we: failed at making a white bread sandwich loaf; succeeded at making brownies and peanut butter and pumpkin dog cookies; made a batch of chili; did a load of laundry; wrapped and packaged up some stuff for mailing back east; and wrote a bunch of holiday cards.
Milton followed the sun around from room to room as it came in the windows.
Sunday, we left at about the same time for the same loop (the temperature was 21F this time but it actually felt a little colder). Shower, coffee and then: another load of laundry, plus put away the clean stuff; did a run to the pharmacy and attempted to mail the packages; made a whole wheat boule; prepped breakfasts for Monday and Tuesday; dusted and vacuumed a couple of rooms; and put out some Christmas decorations.
Milton chased the sun and also napped on our bed.
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