Old Man Winter Comes Through
Well, I'll be damned: library's closing early, 5pm. I know, that may not seem early to you, but we're normally open til midnight, and I was supposed to be here until 9pm. So, then. If I wander across the floor to a window, I can see big, fat flakes falling--ha ha!
Also, hospital called. Ian will be having the procedure tomorrow morning at 7:30 am, assuming the hospital hasn't been conquered by angry snow demons.
Also also, my tea mug is leaking. The hell? That ain't right.