I could have gotten so much done today. And yesterday. And Monday. But nope, I’m a slacker. There are no excuses. I have laid on my couches and in my library chair, with an 80# dog draped across me. I have cooked, and I have eaten. And I marvel at the people who can’t stay home for more than two days at a time. I don’t understand. When you’re at work, you want to be home. I see your memes, the cabin on the lake, secluded, and how that’s where you want to live and be left alone. Ummm. But whatever, most people tend to say one thing and do another. You’d think I’d be accustomed to it by now. I don’t know why I still expect honesty and transparency when people can’t even be honest with themselves. Y’all wonder why I prefer the company of my dog 95% of the time. I digress. I’m planning on working tomorrow and going grocery shopping too. I have plenty of food, overall, but I am out of bacon, eggs, tomatoes, butter, and sugar. Staples. I mean, not actual staples, but necessities. The snow, ahh, the snow. It’s all any of us can talk about. I guess that’s all there is to talk about, what with being stuck at home for three days. And more on the way tomorrow night. Like the old timers say, it’s waiting on the…