The country is in better shape than I thought it would be on January 1, and I guess so are we.
Yesterday I attended part of the Falmouth Green anti-Trump standout, bought some lavender treats at Green Goddess for Cindy and left them on her door, made a bunch of charitable contributions, some of which were being doubled or tripled, including $25 to a Girl Scout troop in El Paso.
The latter was motivated by the leader’s story about how little girls aged 9 and 11 were harassed by grown men while the girls were raising money for summer camp.
We had a typical Sunday: transfer station, laundry, changed sheets. In lieu of a trip to the beach, I made squash soup.
Got my last free December bagel and a blueberry scone for Ron at Panera.
Robert left work early, they were without heat again.
Peter’s shoulder has been bad this week.
We had about a 1/2 inch of snow last night. I shoveled everything and cleaned off the vehicles.
No resolutions this year. I know what I have to do.