It was just barely snowing when I was coming home from church around 7:30, 8pm last night. When I left my house around 6:30 this morning, though, there was a blanket of snow on the ground, and it glittered
Kevin at the front desk at the gym this morning asked how I was. It was early yet for me to have a complex answer, so I just shrugged and said, "I'm fine."
To which he replied: "You're perfect."
Apparently we are having our Monday/Wednesday fruit delivery on Tuesday/Thursday this week on account of the holiday.