Day 187............and the thermometer hit Zero.

Day 187............and the thermometer hit Zero.

3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.

Watching the tempersture sneek up to zero (where it stayed briefly) was exciting yesterday. Don't laugh, I don't get a lot of excitement these paeceful, calm days.
It felt like a familiar, cold, windy, Scottish day, on the walk back from No Frills with Jen but todays trek hasn't happened (yet) as the temp plummited overnight to feel like -26 again. Ali went to school at -17 (-24 with windchill) and I am pretty sure that she will have wished that she'd put her thermal hoodie on, by the time she got on her bus. The wind is icy and I only know that from waving goodbye at the door. Did someone say that Spring is in the air?
I have very little to report from yesterday. I have been an intermittent slob and watched far too much tv, even if the shows were great.
With my growing plans, that will need to take shape in reality, I can see that my tv hours will soon diminish in favour of prep-work for the stuff that I'm planning for the summer. I think I have already blogged about all the different things so I won't type them again. If the busyness in my head is only making me feel like I must have already filled-you in then please feel free to ask me what I'm plotting.
At least I have begun to write it all down and that, for me, is progress and an indication of me actually intending to follow-through on my plans. There are so many times that I have big ideas only to let them slide past me, without ever taking form.
If you are wondering about my eyesight....it's still a work in progress and I haven't worn my glasses in weeks.
If you're curious about my wine-consumption, it happens when it happens and it doesn't when it doesn't. I feel like we are settling into a non-relationship relationship and that has always been my goal.
Both Al' and I had early nights for our beauty sleep, so that was good. I try not to nag about bedtime because I think that it's her responsibility these days and I was proud of her for her decision to call it a night, before I did.
But, as I said, not much to report on our daily life. Maybe tomorrow, Folks.
Much Love,
Lxx