You get sick when your place is a mess because you secretly want the hoopla of your body being discovered in a pile of newspapers dating back 70 years.

I think it's an archivist thing.

Sorry you're not feeling well.

It's more that they'll find my by a stack of dirty dishes that have been licked clean by the cats.

Speaking of whom, they're sticking close. I think they think my time is nigh, and they be able to start devouring me while my corpse is still fresh.

Cats are picky like that. You should probably take a shower to make things easier on them.

Are the dishes still dirty if they've been licked clean?

Howdie. I was finished work at about 7:45. Whoo and hoo.

Our chair has legs but the new sofa won't arrive until Thursday. They gave us $250 off the price of the sofa and delivery.

Holy shit!

That's great, Megan.

And let's cross our fingers that they don't leave it in the snow again.

I can see tulips and crocuses trying to come up under the snow. Anything budding at your place?

And, also, who wants to have breakfast on Monday?

Our snow is still too deep to see much of anything. Its supposed to be above zero for the rest of the week and rain on saturday so maybe then I'll be able to check some garden things out.

I feel so bad for my poor lilacs. They're budding even as they stick out from the snow mountain at painfully unnatural angles.

Sounds like a movie. The Lilacs of Snow Mountain.

Ooooh, and can it star Jude Law?

Snow is good for plants. It actually insulates them from the cold.