Snowpocalypse is heading my way, again. “Winter Storm Warning!” shrieks the Environment Canada website in a red banner across the top of the screen. Sure, of course we’re facing another storm — it’s freakin’ March, and we live within spitting distance of four Great Lakes. It’s Canada, in late winter. It snows. Relax.

In other news, I’m waiting on two people to come and pick up large items that I don't need or want. If all goes well, I will soon be rid of three full-height bookcases and Edmund’s rolling composter. Cross your fingers!

Also, now that I have a stock of sturdy boxes, items bound for Goodwill are heading out the door. First up: Edmund’s accumulation of hats, size way too large for most people. They’re packed and ready to go.