Had a low-key but very nice Christmas. Great lunch. Got some very good books. Was up early this morning. Hit the espresso and toast. Am now experiencing post-Christmas fudge remorse. Wife flies to New York tomorrow. The Weather Channel is being monitored for reports. Clear day here but the Northeast sounds hellish. The exercise machine is calling my name. Johnny Cash at Folsom Prison is playing in the kitchen. Am reviewing the coming week and taping up reminders of chores on my study wall. Should get bulletin board. Put that on card and tape to the wall: "Get bulletin board."
This is a good day to hide-out with a book.