random thoughts – Day 2,174 (Saturday) –bedtime story

And just like that, February is over. It was warm today (in the 40s) so things got melty. The snowbanks are receding inch by inch and snow and ice melted off the roofs.

The original plan for the day was to attend the Finnish breakfast at Saima Park (Fitchburg) and then do some snowshoeing on the trails there. The snowshoes have been in the car ready for action for a few weeks. I, on the other hand, have been less ready for action. I either had the wrong boots on to work with the snowshoes, it was actively snowing, or I had something else that needed doing.  Today, I could not drag myself out of bed in time to make to the breakfast on the early side of things. Sometimes it’s crowded and sells out, so it’s best to arrive closer to 8:00 than 10:00.

A mistake was made on Friday when I threw caution to the wind and drank coffee after the noon hour. Someone said it was really good, so how could I not? The risk was known, the cutoff time was disregarded, and 10 or 11 hours later when I went to bed I couldn’t get to sleep. Time ticked by, I lay there awake, and tried to not be too p*ssed at my self-sabotage.

At 7:00 this morning, the alarm went off to start the day, and it felt like I’d barely had a nap and had also possibly been run over by a truck. I couldn’t drag myself from the bed to get ready and leave to arrive at the breakfast by 8:30. I managed to get up around 8:00, and by 10:00 I was awake, caffeinated, and functional but that’s when the breakfast event ends. Maybe next month. For the breakfast anyway. Today was the last day for public use of the trails for snowshoeing and cross-country skiing.

New duvet cover set!

I hung around inside the house almost all day. At 4:00 I rallied and went to Aldi for vegetables and a few grocery items. I overachieved and also bought a duvet cover from the seasonal aisle. It’s got black flowers on an off-white background and looks like a knock-off of a popular Finnish textile design. It now covers the pale blue print comforter that hasn’t coordinated with any bedroom in my life in the past ten years. Kiki is now avoiding jumping onto the bed. I think she is afraid of the new pattern.