This week we both came down with colds. Then, in addition to sub-zero temperatures, the snows returned . . . so there were no excursions.
On the upside, the greatest luxury of being retired is you’re no longer enslaved to the clock. There are no places we have to be, meetings or work that demands our attention.
This means that our week consisted of a tissue box, cup of hot tea and a good book, all nestled in front of the fire.
I guess if you’re going to have the sniffles it’s best during a winter storm. We’ll have to see what next week holds, but already cold symptoms are abating.