We're having an odd morning, it's thundering and lightening out, and it was raining, but now it's a sleet/hail mixture. I was going to go for a walk, but I'm thinking it's not the best day for that.
So that stupid groundhog predicted 6 more weeks of winter. The little fucker. I keep telling myself winter is almost over, but it's really not.
Today is a bread making day, and I have a dress I'm going to make Addie, a little puffed sleeve traditional dress with an eyelet pinafore over it. I needed a project besides cooking, cleaning, and laundry.
I feel I'm writing very disjointed, I know this is a laundry list entry, but I'm just not feeling any more than this today.