Screen Time

It's thirty-six degrees here and I am looking out my office windows at something dreadful called "wintery mix." In Seussian fashion I don't want to go out and I don't want to stay in, have loads to do but don't care to begin.  I keep jumping from one thing to the next, though nothing engages me.  The only solace is, as I walk back and forth to the kitchen (I convince myself that the twenty-five steps there and back negate the small square of dark chocolate with orange that I am going to fetch) is the new screens flanking the sofa.  I may need to take just one more pass.

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