I’m in the rocking chair, quarter after 5PM, writing while the kids watch some Garfield movie. Pretty soon I’m going to shave, get my clothes ready for tomorrow, and bathe. I’m hoping to be in bed by eight. Snow is falling, and I want to take advantage of the calm, breathing night.

Last night T, M and I stayed up late and watched “Hancock”. The movie was surprising in its quality. I had no expectations and no complaints. This morning N woke me early after I fell asleep on the couch. No big deal…I was ready to wake anyway. After inhaling a couple cups of coffee, I started cleaning the first floor until I drove over to Best Buy and bought a Sims game. I’m in the mood to clear my head and maybe it’ll help. Later we bought a Christmas tree at the little stand near the Congregationalist church. I finished cleaning and worked out to the first half of the Pack game while M hit the store in advance of the snowstorm. Later Shadow and I walked through the cemetery, just as flakes started to fall, where the trees were shaking to the point where they appeared alive. I was glad to see her run. She’s still got life in her. I made pasta rolls for dinner, listened to NPR, and here I am.

Suddenly I’m tired. I survived you again, November. Well-played, but I win.