But first I must complain that the peach blossoms are getting frozen, the daffodils are getting frozen, and the irises are getting frozen, just as I'd feared they would. It's very displeasing. Plus it's wheelie bin night, and I'll have to take the trash bin out regardless of the weather, as I forgot to take it out last week. It takes three or four weeks to fill the bin, so there's still plenty of room in it, but it's going to reek if it stays any longer, so out it must go.
I'm hoping the snow won't stick, so I won't have to slip and slide down the driveway when I take the bin out. Do not like leap year day.
Wait, no. This is not leap year day. Not only have I lost track of time, but I can't even tell the difference between a 7 and a 9.
That's what happens when you get too anxious for February to be over.