Today has been a lovely, quiet sort of day. Nothing too exciting happened at work, which is always preferrable on a Friday when the last thing any of us wants to do is deal with something urgent. I even managed to clear off a sizable space on my desk, just for the heck of it. My desk at work is organized by the pile system, mainly because it is huge and available shelf space is limited, and piles are easier to see than stuffing things in drawers and out of sight.
It's been a grey and chilly day, although I cannot complain one bit - we, at least, have sun and calm weather down here in the Sacramento valley. My dad emailed the rest of the family to say that my little sister (who lives up in Seattle, and thus is right smack in the heart of that horrible blizzard that's been pounding the Northwest this week) has no power, and a tree came down and took out the back window in her car. Of all the reports of downed trees, and downed power lines, and houses smashed and airports closed and tiny airplanes picked up and tossed around like toys from the wind, if the most they got was a broken car window, I am thankful.
We had a highly nutritios dinner consisting of peanut butter and marshmallow fluff sandwiches, toasted under the broiler, and watched two episodes of Battlestar Galactica (last week's and this week's) and Richard sat on the futon and worked on story revisions while I sat on the loveseat, surrounded by cats, knitting. This weekend is nearly upon us and it will be a busy one, and at some point I really ought to try to get some baking done, but for now, it has been nice to just sit back and let the day go by, quiet and calm and still.
Tis the season for Holidailies