Thursday and Friday most of our two feet of snow melted, but left ice, lots of ice. Last night I was slipping everywhere as I tried to navigate up to the stove and fill it. After making it back into the house I expressed a desire for some new snow for a covering. This makes my treks much less dangerous for both my body and soul(I tend to use an expletive occasionally when I fall). What a mistake I made. Lately I've been getting most of everything I've expressed a desire for and I should have known to be specific. I didn't mention a limit to the amount of snow needed to pad the ice, two or three inches would suffice. Possible snow flurries were the forecast and that part of their prognostication was correct. We have the flurries, approx. six inches worth so far and no signs of the blizzard letting up, the wind gusts are fifty miles per hour or more. This storm is on me, I apologize.

My new leg is super and is getting better by the day. My attitude and disposition improve with every pain free step I take. My short story of what living was like without a left leg is in trouble. With the drastic improvement in my life the daily rewrites reflect this and my story is nearing mundaneless if it's not already there.