It is time.

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I need to dress, though just roughly, and get to the snow.  It looks light... fluffy... but there are several inches.  It's always difficult to gauge, just by eye.  If it is right, the snowblower might be easier.  If it is too wet, however, the shovel is the only way.  I have to scoop the front exit and a starting part of the drive nearest the garage, I'll figure it out there.

Then a shower and maybe off to town, unless it is snowing too heavily.  I haven't looked in a bit.

I can't believe it, but the air popcorn popper burned out.  I've only had it about three or four months.  Insane.  While I have used it as much as twice a day, that has only been more recently, and not even truly that.  I doubt, all told, it has been used even half as many days as I have owned it.  It wouldn't be worth the hassle to try to contact the company then work on an exchange.  I purchased it through amazon, but at this point...  I have too many other problems, duties, and such to add one more wild goose chase to the list.

Well... on with the day.  Later.