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But at least I don’t have to worry about the birds. They made it to the feeder, even in the snow. Good, smart birds!!
And my fort totally worked. I had a lot less snow to shovel as a result, too. So, the birds are fine.
I’m fine too, really. I went back to work on my singing proposal, based on my agent’s edits and so far so good, but I haven’t got to the hard part yet. The painful part. The big huge slash and burn part. Knowing it’s looming is making me a little insane.
But these are luxury problems. I’m well, all my friends and family are well, and the cats are mostly well. Health care is looking good!!
I just imagined the birds walking in the deeper snow. They must have completely sunk into the snow, so they’d have to do this rocking thing in order to lift each leg to take another step.
