The snow is melting away. We had a warm winter day with highs in the 60s.
Katy worked Winston in the small arena yesterday. The dressage court is still half covered in snow. I have been fighting a cold all weekend and didn't have enough energy to take a lesson.
This afternoon I refilled all the empty water bottles and put them in the garage so we are ready for the next time we don't have water. Hopefully, we won't be dealing with water bottles for a long time but there will be a day when the power goes out and the well pump doesn't work. It pays to be prepared, as we well know.
David has made great progress with the kitchen. I am hopeful that soon I can move everything off of the kitchen table, the dining room table and the dining room floor -- back into kitchen cabinets.
I'm going to start with moving my cookbooks onto the new bookshelves. Most of my cookbooks are still packed in boxes in the barn. These are my core cookbooks; the ones I use all the time and can't live without.
Then I'm going back to sit on the couch. I am doing my best to beat this cold out of my system. I can't be sick for Christmas. I am feeling a tad more energetic this afternoon. In church this morning I was dragging so I turned sideways, leaned into Brett and had him drape his arm across my shoulders and then around to my hip where I held his hand. I was warm and happy and sleepy. He was embarrassed to death.