random thoughts – Day 2,141 (Monday) – peace and snowfall

Snow drift against the shed.

It snowed all day again today, but with less fervor and intensity than Sunday. Snow is drifted against the side of the shed (seen from a window), and likely against the equivalent short length of the house (not able to confirm from within the house).

The plow was out. The snowblowers were out. The not-allowed-in-the-neighborhood tag team of door knockers pushing something or other was also out. I saw them approach the driveway, one holding a shovel. My guess was they would shovel their way up to doors blocked with snow drifts. I didn’t answer the doorbell rings (twice) or the standard shave-and-a-haircut knock that must be part of door-to-door basic training.

I went in the bedroom and chatted with Kiki on the bed. After the door knocking duo had left, Mom called to ask if the forbidden solicitors had been by. They were three houses up the street by then, talking with the homeowner who foolishly answered the door. That’s when the neighborhood manager arrived in the pickup plow truck with the salt/sander in the bed. There was a conversation. The two dudes with one shovel turned and headed back the way they had come.

Foil war.

There were no wildlife sightings, but none were expected. Trash was delayed, but lounging about was not. The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel streamed on the TV. Brussels sprouts, green beans, broccoli, and carrots were oven roasted. While trying to line the baking sheet, there was a ferocious battle on the domestic front with a roll of Reynolds Wrap. It had a crimp in the foil at one end of the roll that caused the edge to tear, made more infuriating by it being the name brand, expensive foil and not the dollar store, crimp-free stuff I usually buy for a much lower price. 

Dances were practiced. Overall, it was a satisfactory and peaceful day spent avoiding life outside the house.  Peaceful, except for the foil battle.