Ever have one of those days when you should have stayed in bed?
Okay, that's a silly question; of course you have. And today was my turn.
When the alarm went off, I just knew it was a malfunction: couldn't POSSIBLY be time to get up, right?
When I tried to sit up, it took a minute to find the floor ... and I'm not sure I was entirely vertical at that point, which contributed to the problem.
In trying to shave, I missed my upper lip and took a bit out of the edge of my nose, which wouldn't stop bleeding right away.
I shoulda stayed in bed ...
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On Sunday, I wrote about how the weather has turned cooler, and mentioned that (judging solely by the departure of the snow geese) we might get early snow.
I neglected to mention that on Monday there was snow on the mountains above town. Granted, only above 4,000 feet, but still ... and it was 31° F. at my place, this morning.
Hmm. From the accumulating signs, it may not be long, now. White stuff is inevitable, of course; it's Alaska, after all.
Resistance is futile.
Have I mentioned I shoulda stayed in bed?