Surely

Seems late in the year for our first rush-hour snowstorm. Or perhaps not--with all this time off and the absence of Hogmanay, I've lost my bearings somewhat. Not so bad overall: the shuttle was twenty minutes late but I'd planned to catch the one after it anyway, so I was only fifteen minutes or so out in the snow. It was blowy, but not really that cold, and the hour-long trip home gave me plenty of time of catch up on Wolf Hall. Dinner was maybe a smidge worse for wear after being held in the oven so long, but warm and tasty.

And the Old Man has a good day. He got the plumber in, and it turns out fixing the garbage disposal was as simple as hitting the reset button. D'OH! But it was worth it since he FINALLY fixed the drain in the other sink which was stopped up with god-only-knows-what. Seriously, he didn't know what it was, monshu and I didn't know what it was, we only knew that it kind of had the consistency of poorly-set plaster and smell super bad. Whatever, it's out and the sink drains properly for the first time since we bought this place.