“Remoted – Hybrid” – Day 646 (Wednesday)

The weather was cold and slick with frozen rain, which I learned when letting Winston outside at 6:30 this morning. Winston made it to the top of three concrete steps outside the front porch and started skidding. He backed up the stairs and came back inside. We tried the back door, where the small deck and steps are made of the composite deck plank material. We made it down the steps to head to the back yard. That’s when it was my turn to skid out, as I reenacted the Bambi on ice scene while slipping on the black ice coated driveway while clad in pajamas, bathrobe, and slip on shoes. Winston made it safely to the back yard for a long morning wee and then scurried back into the house.

At work, the little weather icon on the monitor showed some interesting images. The umbrella made sense when it was rainy, but the mysterious cloud with the red exclamation point was a puzzlement. What the what? 

Office life was focused on food, with the arrival of a variety of fresh, huge bagels brought in by a coworker. Knowing the bagels were coming, I hadn’t bothered to bring in lunch. There was an everything bagel with whipped herb cream cheese for breakfast. There was a half of another everything bagel with vegetable cream cheese for lunch. Then there were Oreo chocolate balls from another colleague for an afternoon snack. The eating was good.

Upon arrival, the adorable Canine Overlord was in his usual spot at the top of the stairs. After his supper, he was especially cuddly. He even let me put him in my lap while I surveyed the puzzle pieces laid out on the dining table. It's possible he was more interested in the pretzel candy treats from a colleague than snuggling in my lap, but I won't dwell on that conjecture. 

The puzzle has been slow going, but there was more time spent baking than puzzle making in recent evenings. Also, the "no looking at the picture" rule is still in force and it's making this one extra tricky.

The flurry of baking activity for several nights and all the eating today have proven to be tiring. Luckily, the early dark nights make the perfect excuse for going to bed early. Winston is always on board. All I have to say is “Let’s go to bed,” and he trots to the door to go out and then upstairs to the bedroom.