It was bitter cold yesterday. We are just recovering from whatever bug hit us a couple of weeks ago and letting Jett in and out all day, keeping him company because otherwise he won’t take care of his excretory needs, wore us out.
Plus, we’ve had a slew of big bills this month and last: heating oil, first installment of homeowners insurance, excise tax, property taxes, water and sewer. It’s been brutal and we’ve stayed away from unnecessary spending.
So, we blew off the Williamstown Christmas frolic this year. No raffle, no soup contest, no dog parade, no Las Posadas, no nothing.
We were turned down for heating assistance. I spoke with someone at the Salvation Army yesterday, hoping for an appointment soon to apply for their Good Neighbors Fund.
I did stop by the Senior Art Show very briefly and watched the annual Christmas Service of Lessons and Carols at Williams College on WilliNet and YouTube. We might do the Clark tomorrow since it’s free and maybe the Mummers Ball hosted by Wild Soul River, also free.
Ron misplaced his glasses. We looked all over for them, found them hanging from the upstairs bathroom shower.
Ron had done a lot of shoveling earlier this week and today I took a little more snow off the deck.