I’ve cleaned out the frig, paid bills, put up the new calendars and plan to make a trip to the transfer station this morning, hopefully before the snow gets out of control.
They’re predicting blizzard conditions tonight, which may preclude New Year’s Eve fireworks. I’d probably pass anyway, am still fighting the end of a cold which leaves me spent by about 6 or 7 pm. I’ll miss being in Newport, but maybe next year.
Except for a handful of people, like Barack Obama and Joe Biden, I don’t think there will be many who will look back with joy to 2008. It was a horrible year for me personally, and a very bad year for the economy.
It’s now 10:32 AM, and the snow, which started around 9, is coming down like fury. The roads were covered by quarter to 10. Peter postponed the transfer station run, a good call. I was on my way to their house from Stop & Shop when he phoned. By the time I got to 151, traffic was crawling at 20 MPH.
2008, a lousy year to the bitter end. Happy 2009.