Nothing untoward happened last night. I had a minor fracas with Penny, but we both decided that her going back to sleep would be better for all of us.
7am and my alarm was going, I was up, showered and out the door once again freezing to death.
Work was a hoot today. A real laugh-riot. It was very busy, and the day more or less flew by. I met Melissa and Penny in (the) ASDA afterwards, just as they were paying, then we headed home, via Wilkinson's where I (perhaps slightly optimistically) purchased a sledge. We've been forecast snow on Thursday and Friday, so I think Melissa's hoping... Well I don't know what she's hoping. I'm not convinced it'll stick, anyway.
Penny ate her tea then Melissa went to work. No screams today. Penny even waved her off. We watched some shitty kids TV for a bit and then Penny decided it was bedtime, so I bathed her, fed her and put her down.
Then I made some weird pasta concoction for my tea with questionable looking chicken. That's been eaten, I have a mountain of dishes to do (primarily of my own making) and then some recycling to put out. Then perhaps a movie, then book, then bed.
I do not anticipate waking up to a blanket of snow. But I've been wrong in the past. Twice, I think.
