I did get out last night.

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Just to buy ice and stop to visit with my friend.  I offered him food but he had already feasted and was quite satisfied.  So we just chattered.  It was getting pretty late so I headed on home.  That meant that a shower and some other things had to take place first.  I had hoped to squeeze a cleaning of the bathroom first.  No such luck, just didn't have it in me.  I may yet do that today.  I have a few more things on my short list in an attempt to make the cave a bit more livable.  Cat litter is the next major... issue realignment.  Today?  Not sure.  Maybe though.

So, I busted out and pushed and pulled every gear and lever to get some things done and break the impasse.  Fair enough.  It was truly needed.  I went to bed late, but read for sleep.  I slept well.  I woke, used the facilities, and while doing so realized something was... different.  The dark ribbon of a driveway I can generally easily see through the frosted bathroom windows wasn't dark, or there in a way.  No, maybe not?  After doing my biological, I investigated a bit more.  Yep, snow.  Oh well.  After that terrible spat winter relaxed it's harshness.  I really can't complain, all in all.  My wonder was how much was really there and how heavy it was.

I checked the time.  The people who might have snuck over and purloined my snow were probably just getting ready for church.  So I had time.  Oh, I appreciate it, I do.  It's just nice to surprise people once in a while, if I can.  Wasn't sure today, busted out yesterday as I said.  After dressing and getting out, I did a quick check.  The snow was only an inch, inch and an half maybe, and rather dry.  I was able to pump it, and some of the frontage.  I lost some of the frontage due to road salt slush and constant freezing.  No complaint, mind you, just the facts.  Still, I have a good twenty to thirty feet on each side of the drive.  Shorter runway, in Navy parlance.  It works.

If I get the cat litter situation amended, and the bathroom cleaned, I am going to dig into laundry.  I have some small fear of smelling like a cat lady, or something.  I am also going to do some research about sweetening the freezer.  If I can't get the odor out, I may junk it and buy a new one.  Yeah... it might be that bad.  Or the stink from the cleaning is simply stuck in my nose.  That can happen.  I'll give it several efforts, this way and that, before making up my mind.  Well, and clean the kitchen around it too.  That's a large charge.  I'd rather figure out a way around replacement, if I can.  But I won't live with that scent, if that is an actual fact.

Later.