Demon drums pounding below

And it's only 11:00. Next, the younger will be wailing, "Shut u-u-u-u-u-up!!!!!!!!!! It hurts my earrrrrrrrrs!"

This is probably as close to alone as I'm going to get, other than stealing a little time at the beginning of the day by getting up early.

Wondering if therapy is cancelled tonight too. Really, it doesn't look that bad out there. I've been watching cars drive by just fine!

I'd lay odds on them being home tomorrow too. Friday it doesn't matter since Scott's got a half-day anyway.

Drat. I'd counted on this week as time alone to store up, much as the squirrels store their nuts and seeds for privation times ahead. Tuesday we leave for California, with 2 kids who hate long drives. To spend 5 days with my parents. Then drive back. So this mother bear is entering the cold season without a lot of underlying fat for self sustenance.

And I ran out of tequila for margaritas last week. Now that's something I should have stocked up on.