We are supposed to get our first wet snow tonight.
Houdi (aka Houdini) the formerly feral cat who adapted quite nicely to life inside until summer weather came and he made the decision that he was an inny-outy cat has now seemingly made the decision that he is once again an inny. He is stretched out in front of the space heater.
Tomorrow is Halloween. It is alsoi Weaver's 91st birthday. Stop over and wish her a happy one, if you would. After that, it is November. My gosh, time is flying.
That's it really. Tim had a nice hot shower this morning.
We went to the new build to check on things.
After that, we came home and watched a couple episodes of Antiques Road Trip. They went to Sheffield and Bakewell and Matlock. and they showed the crooked spire church, and I cannot tell you how foolishly happy it makes me feel to know that I have seen those places with my own eyes.
Tim's tired tonight and cross. A new problem has cropped up and he is frustrated. Tonight he even had a good swear, and he is generally not a cursing man.
Other than that. not a lot to report.
And that is, in and of itself, good news.