One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

There he goes, Air France has taken my husband today from Paris. The plane is just flying over Russia to China Bejing while I write this blip. (Constructed in Enlight app from three pics, planes are from Flightradar)

I had slept badly, my neck muscles have been tensed after the few yoga rehearals, maybe I should not bend myself that much in any direction… and I am nervous about this olympic gig. I also heard voices in our empty home during the night. In the morning I realized that a hook and towels had dropped onto floor of sauna department - one voice checked. And it had been windy night as our gate apparently had been slammed and closed by the snow blizzard. Maybe another odd voice.

Almost 10 cm of new snow. Not a single step on the snow outdoors as I woke up.

A long work day because of one mysterious statistics to figure out how to count. As I had too many meetings during the day, I took some time from my evening to struggle with the sudoku. In the end somekind of a result, but I am not happy yet. Later in the evening it took half an hour to shovel the front yard snow into piles. Sweaty gym, nice job, full moon shining it’s cold gloomy light over the yard. I have always loved moonlight!!!

-6c, clear (sunny), great and beautiful!

Susanna