The last day

‘Tis the last day of the year.

IMG_3855I breakfasted this morning on hotcakes and bacon, with a big pile of blackberries as the finish.

Laundry is in the works right now.  I’m determined to work on the pantry shelves today too.

At 9 a.m., snow is gently falling from the skies.

I’ve called my alderman this morning to lodge a third complaint about a trash dumpster that is perilously close to blocking my garage.  Two previous complaints have been ‘closed’ showing that the problem has been fixed, but alas, whomever is closing the complaints is lying.

And I’ve made a call about my convection oven, plus cancelled my SiriusXM account since I really don’t need it!

So . . . the morning has been productive.  Bills await payments; they are next.  Then I’m going to do a bit of shopping for eyeglasses and a new iron.

I hit Nordstrom Rack yesterday, a dangerous thing to do.  I went in for a new black belt and a bow tie, but left with a yoga mat for my studio at school, two pairs of socks, two bow ties, and a new pair of shoes (very festive!).  Then I went to the antique mall to shop and ponder, but ended up with new stemware, some frosted glasses, and a three-way grater/shredder.  And I found a desk lamp I think I just have to have for the office.

Samson gets a bath and a teeth-brushing today.

Did I mention that I’m re-watching all of Downton Abbey in prep for the new season?  I’ve viewed eight episodes in two days.  Sadly, I read a spoiler(s) and now know what happens this third season, but I shall watch intently anyhow.

So this last day of the year is a clean-up day — a peaceful day filled with the little tasks that make life easier in the long run.

 

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