Still frightfully cold, but, bearable. Michael had turned the heat off this morning and when I got home the house was at 53 degrees. Once it warms up in here, since Michael will be getting home late, I plan to make some cookie batter and a batch of fudge. Maybe wrap some gifts and address some cards. I'm thinking that sounds pretty ambitious so I am not sure how much I will accomplish.
Today Is Sunday, January 19, 2025: This Is What Happened.
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Cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, cuss, and here is my last
cuss. I took a photo of my artwork, and an error kept popping up.
Hopefully...
2 days ago
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