Would have been nice if the heat fairies had the house warm and waiting when I walked through the door dripping wet bearing a spinach and feta calzone which I have yet to tuck into.

The wine is in the car -- and I really need to go out and clear the slush off the deck (it evidently snowed a bit before it turned to rain), ash it so it's not slippery if it freezes, and get the rest of the stuff out of the car.

A fire is started -- first quick attempt didn't take despite two charred pieces still in the firebox. Should this go round.

Need to call Tom, too, and let him know I'm home safe, sound (well, that's a matter of opinion), but sopping wet. Can't get into something dry until I finish the outside things. (And I think I want to heat the calzone up a bit more.)

My up-the-hill neighbor piled a bunch of firewood on the deck which will make my life a LOT easier for the next few days. Thanks, Izo!

I really felt like I was inside a game of 3-D chess at Mass General. Wish I knew how many miles I put on, both in the hospital and making multiple runs between the hospital and the hotel. Despite all the waiting, I DID get a bunch of exercise the past three days.

Got to see Kendall again before I left. Tom wasn't particularly great company and I didn't want to head to North Station before 2, so I decided the patients' lounge on Kendall's floor would be a great place to just look out over Boston (from 19 floors up) and either think about the current situation...or not. A friendly student nurse even took me up to (card only floor) 20 to use their lounge, then I went back down and talked to Kendall for a few minutes before heading back to White 11 where Tom is.

Gotta go do stuff. Will be back later.

Linn