Snowy!

It's snowing and blowing and it's really really cold. I just came in from filling the bird feeder and shoveling the upper terrace walkway. It's cold.. cold..cold.

New Year's Eve was OK for me emotionally. The day before, December 30, was horrible. I started cleaning Ron's office and as happens, I was overwhelmed with the work that's ahead of me, the idea that I am having to do the sorting and tossing and with missing Ron so much. The job and the office was Ron for so many years. The business was started by his grandfather in 1923, and here it is 2010, and I -- a relative stranger to the family -- am closing it up.

So I did a lot of crying on the 30th. Then the cold I thought was on the way out from the previous week was actually the start of a new cold and by mid-afternoon on Wednesday, I was sick. New Year's Eve day, I was really sick and pretty much dozed on and off all day, into the night and the morning. Friday, the 1st, I had to do a grocery run and then I sacked out again. Saturday I was better and today I'm even better.

2010: What can be said about that number that hasn't been said or thought by everyone else? It's pretty awesome.

I've hired someone to paint the kitchen. He starts January 18. It should make a world of difference in how being in the kitchen feels.

This coming week, I'm going to call the antique guy again and ask if he wants up in the attic. I need to get going on that.

I'd love to sit back, watch winter go by, and feel secure that the house will sell in the spring, but I can't so I have to keep on working for it. In the end my reward will be living somewhere that is newer (which won't be difficult considering this house is 218 years old) and easier to maintain (ditto about age of this house).