SNOW! We had a lovely time. Son One and Son Two spent all their time sledding and drinking hot chocolate. I spent all my time talking, knitting, and drinking hot chocolate. I finished the Noro Kureyon EPS sweater, but it, uhm, has issues. Maybe it was the Olympic pressure.
Work. Well, I would rather lick the floor in the OR than be in charge, and I have been in charge for two days. Every single patient is on a vent. Every single patient is on drips. Every one of them would have their clock hand point at mortal peril if they were on Mrs Weasley’s excellent clock. I think I want to work at the supermarket.