Mom and I went to the grocery store in the morning. We saw Z. and P. P. was the only one on the registers when Mom first saw her. We got a good amount of food. When we got to the registers, I think P. must have been taking a break, because another cashier was there. I never remember her name, but she has white hair and a palsy, and was very nasty to me today. She really made me feel bad. Mom said that cashier is always nasty, and she prefers not to go to her if it's possible to avoid her. It really shook me, though, because I hadn't said anything offensive.
Mom and I got home before the snow. After we had lunch, I lay down for a bit. I heard Dad get home before the snow squall that was at the front of the polar vortex cold hit our area. I dozed through the snow squall.
Once again, I felt less than ambitious in the later part of the day. I think I got something done, but I don't remember what.