A flake. A flake. A flake.
There is no accumulation on the ground yet. It's cold, and I watched one hit the ground without melting, but there's only a flake or two per square foot, so it's not really registering visually.
Wrote this morning, working on emails now. Then a snack, orders until lunch, the second coloring book, some art, more orders, and then I need to mop the floor.
I feel enormously better than I did before Tuesday. I can bend and lift again without wincing. I really had no concept of how much pain I was in until it was gone.
I have a helluva schedule ahead of me this next week, so expect a quiet me for a while.