I watched the mailman skate from the first house in the circle to ours to the next. He didn't hit a mailbox, but it was a near thing. I think we made a good decision not to go out running errands today. It looks like there's a fine layer of snow, but in fact it's ice. Wheeeeeee.
I'm going to have to go out tomorrow, but maybe they'll have put down salt by then. Also maybe I won't have such wretched cramps by then. It's a thought, at least. In the meantime, the presents are all wrapped, and I've been poking short stories with a long stick and reading The Scholars of Night. So that could be worse.