Let's see: it's all starting to blur together. A sign that the time off is working.
Tuesday was hiking day chez nous. During the transit strike Douglas' boss has been giving him a drive to and from work but wasn't able to on Tuesday. It was relatively mild and sunny so Douglas walked the five miles. Those long skinny legs came in handy: he made it there in an hour and a quarter. I have short legs and I'm lazy so my walk to the Rosemount Library was much much slower. I hadn't been to the Rosemount before. It's interior--layout and fixtures--is very similar to the Rideau branch I used to visit: small oak book cases, central desk, small non-fiction annex. I left with a couple of book (I might run out, seriously, it could happen) and trundled off to the deli and bought lots and lots of chutney since Douglas has recently decided that he loooooooves chutney. And then there was some reading.
Wednesday was a snow day so shovelling and a short dash to the grocery store. And then there was some reading.
Today's what, Thursday? So far: a whole lot of nothing.
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