I did my morning routine and sat under my light for a while. I was already bored with myself by 8:00 a.m. I gave S.M. a call, because I knew she'd be up. I talked with her for a bit. I left a message for J. He texted back a little later. I texted a bit with WhiteSheepCBD. She's in New York City this weekend.
We have quite a bit of snow already, and it's supposed to keep snowing all day. Mom and I may watch a movie. I still haven't watched "The Kids Are All Right." J.-PA says it's very good. I also have the movie "Capote." I don't know if Mom would be into that.
I saw a flock of juncos and a squirrel under the bird feeder, and a squirrel on the bird feeder.
I got an editing job to do.
A couple of hours later: I went out and filled the bird feeder. In a couple of places the snow must have been two feet high. The flock of juncos came back quickly.
Later than that: I worked on the editing job. I did laundry. I watched parts of "Les Miserables." I was too restless to sit still for it. I texted back and forth some with J.-PA.
Later still: I texted back and forth a little with J. We reminisced about the Blizzard of '96, during which we ended up at Nana A.'s house for four days or so. I called Ms. F. She was doing fine.
Later than later still: I finished up that editing job. I read some fic. One that I've been following for a long time ended, but I felt like there were still some loose ends. The main issues in the fic were resolved, though. I saw another couple that I'd been reading had updated. The first of those I caught up on had about three or four angsty chapters in a row, with no end of the angst in sight. The second was more angsty yet. I desperately need to read some fluff to cheer myself up.