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This morning at around 6:30 am, as I made my way down the driveway to get the New York Times. (Yes, our Christmas lights on the porch are still twinkling every night.)

I knew it was coming, yet I was still shocked. And we’re getting a whole lot more next Tuesday. Plus, the temperatures are plunging down to the single digits over the weekend, never getting higher than the twenties.

I can’t even go there.

How will my lilac buds fare?

March, you’re pissing me off. Really  pissing me off.

This is a scene that would have charmed me in December. I’m not charmed at the moment.

Ah well. You can’t fight City Hall and you can’t fight Mother Nature.

Don is getting better, slowly but surely. He’s not going to leave until next Friday or Saturday. Then I’ll be leaving a day or two after that for NYC.

I went to the bookstore, bought two books, and promptly felt guilty because I have so many books in my TBR pile. However, the books in the pile just weren’t doing it for me. Don encouraged me not  to feel guilty. So I’ve left that behind and have started The Dollhouse  by Fiona Davis. Pretty good, so far.

Some shoveling is on the docket for today. And some bathroom cleaning.

Try not to get too excited.

Happy Friday.

Snow. A Lot of It.

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Taken around 7:30 am this morning. It’s still coming down.

Well, I have been taken by surprise. Don informed me last night that snow was on the way. For some reason I hadn’t checked the weather for Saturday. I was more concerned about Sunday, the day I travel to Hartford. I could kick myself because there is some shopping that needs to be done and I could have done it yesterday.

Yesterday was a day that saw me lose it – finally – over the whole election and a feeling of hopelessness came over me that I couldn’t shake. I won’t go into it here except to say what I’ve just said. It hit Don, as well.

Today I have to pack and do some last minute work on some foreign language sections of the text of The Comedy of Errors. I had planned to grocery shop, but depending on when this now-going-on-6-inches of snow ends and on how long it takes us to dig out, I may end up doing that on my way to Hartford.

I took these photos when I went out in my flannel pajamas (and a coat and boots, of course) to see if the New York Times had been delivered. I’m not at all surprised that it wasn’t there – the roads hadn’t been plowed. Don came out to join me and take some pictures of his own.

We’re both getting sad that I’m leaving. We really do love being together. We like our life here in the cottage, our routines, the comfort that this place provides. But we also know we need to shake it up a bit and, as always, once I get to Hartford and get settled, I’ll adjust. And so will Don.

We’ll have to deal with this again in the spring. This time, not only will I be working at the theater again, Don will be journeying out to the LaJolla Playhouse in LaJolla, California (just up the road from San Diego) at the same time to work on a new musical. It features the music of Jimmy Buffett and it’s called Escape to Margaritaville. He auditioned last week, had a callback the next day, then another callback on this past Monday so that Jimmy Buffett could see and hear him. He thought he most likely wouldn’t be cast as they’d also auditioned actors in Los Angeles, but he got the job! It will be a lot of fun for him. And bonus for me – his run extends well beyond my time in Hartford, so I’ll be able to fly out and visit him. Huzzah!

Dear friends, tomorrow will be too crazy for me to post. So I will take the day off from posting and be back again on Monday morning. Okay?

Happy Saturday.

Sunday

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An early morning shot of the office, where I seem to be spending most of my time lately. Between the blog and my research for the play, I’m seem to be ensconced in that chair. Too much to do in too little time. But I bet everyone is saying that during this holiday season – I’m just adding a move to Hartford into the equation.

I looked at my contract yesterday and it looks like I assumed I was off on New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day…but I’m not. For some reason, we’re working on those days. They do happen to fall on normal rehearsal days – Saturday and Sunday. I was sort of counting on going home for the New Year. To be honest, it’s not like Don and I really do  anything on New Year’s Eve; we’re usually in bed by 10! But I’d like to bring in the New Year with my husband. So we have to rethink that. Don may have to come to Hartford! Looks like the tree here in the cottage will be up longer than we thought – I’m the only one who knows where everything goes!

Today, because I’m running behind: Act 5. Then I’ll be done with my initial work on the text.

We’re due for 3 – 5 inches of snow this evening and overnight and Don has to get into the city tomorrow for an audition. The weather also looks dicey on the day before I leave for Hartford – with 8 inches expected here – along with ice – in the Hudson Valley. So I’m going to have to keep an eye on the forecast and maybe leave a day early if I have to. Winter, you can be a pain in the tush. Already.

Bokeh:

Such fun!

Happy Sunday.

 

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