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One of these days I will escape work early. Which day I await with wonder.

I didn't escape the dreaded meeting, which seems to dog my work now. I am just so glad I am not a social worker, although some days it feels like I am.


We are toasting our toes in front of the stove tonight as we have lit it with just the threat of snow tomorrow. Well it would be the first real snow of the winter if it comes. We just hope we can all get home from work safely. The stove will be waiting for us.

Must try and find some marshmallows...........