Hmm. Not much.

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Just couldn't get it going.  Temps have dropped.  It snowed again by the looks of things.

I did make a decent meal.  French toast.  Eggs mixed with whole cream, allspice and cinnamon, a bit of sugar, and the bread I had frozen.  As I said, that bread freezes well, at least in the short run.  That makes buying several loaves something I would be willing to do.  Sure, bake my own.  But everything has to be in place to work the dough and bake.  Currently it isn't, and I can't always promise that it will be.  This is the next best option.  It is, as noted, good to know that I can buy more than one loaf at a time.  I could see buying three or four, if I use it within the month.  No more though, though time will probably tell about that, too.  I really like real maple syrup.  I think I have more in the larder, but would like, say, four to six in storage and one or two in the fridge.  Honey?  Perhaps four quarts in the pantry, one in rotation.

I am hoping to kick out the bathroom and set up the dishes... perhaps do some of the laundry.  I'll know shortly.  Just getting going is a bear.  From start to stop, this day has simply been rough.  Not harsh, just flat?  Yes.  I still have some hope.  Later, maybe good night.