It's snowing again...sigh.

I have to go upstairs and call The Press Room to reschedule the meeting Hutch and I had with the kitchen manager to work out the food for the memorial gathering on March 1st. And then I can continue to make phone calls (and send emails) to let people who don't monitor Mudcat or Facebook know about the memorial.

Got the trash (including all those cut up boxes) up to the road and hit the grocery store for a couple odds and ends before it started snowing. Supposed to get somewhere between four and eight inches. This is the third snowstorm in less than a week. (And another 40 buck plow bill...)

Last summer I acquired a pile of graph paper "Free" on the side of the road. A week ago last Friday I took it in to the printing company I used to work for to be cut and drilled for six small notebooks that need paper. Picked the finished product up last Friday on the way to the session.

Saturday I had to hit the floor running because I had to get a heavy old-style computer monitor out of the car before going to Portland to pick up the new computer. Figured out my strategy and went down cellar to extricate the box my old G4 came in. Had to move windows to get it out from under the stairs, then had to clean off the half inch of dust... Anyway, it worked...up to a point. I maneuvered the monitor into the box, slid the box over to the steps and thought I could life the box the few inches at a time to get it up the stairs, across the deck and into the house. Nah-uh. So...called my neighbor and she and her gentleman friend came down about 5 minutes before I had to head to Portland, but we got it accomplished.

Had no trouble finding the coffee shop where I met the fellow selling the computer -- but noted that Portland streets are just as sloppy with snow as Portsmouth's are. I only had to wait a couple minutes for Tim, but I spotted some incredible looking cream cheese filled coffee cake in the case, so got a piece to go. (And it was amazing -- wish I'd been able to eat it in comfort with a cup of coffee and a book or conversation instead of while driving I-95...) Couldn't stick around even though I didn't have to be at The Press Room until around 3PM for the sea music singaround...and it started spitting snow as I left Portland at 12:30.

Stopped in York, Maine to visit an antique dealer friend whom Tom used to work with...and the snow got heavier. Cesar was closing as I left.

You can read about the sea music sing on that thread -- a few people DID brave the weather and we had a lovely time.

I don't know if I'm just feeling beleaguered by the relentless snow (and the eternal round of clearing off the deck and the car just to have to do it yet again) or on the verge of being over-extended by all the stuff that needs to be done -- for Tom's memorial, to re-arrange the computer situation, to get the light bulbs changed in the bedroom, to get unconfused about the combination of needing to sign up for ACA insurance and then figure out what I need to do for Medicare that starts in June... And I'm still sorting and filing papers left over from Tom's medical stuff. And trying to track down some old friends of Tom's. And learning a few more of Tom's songs (or reviving a couple of mine that I finally have a venue quieter than The Press Room to sing them at). I don't seem to be accomplishing any of the things that I want to do including some of the stuff I'm feeling outside pressure about (especially on the music front). I just CAN'T do everything at once! And sometimes it seems as if just maintaining -- laundry, dishes, cleaning the kitchen counters, grocery shopping, getting the car's oil changed (yesterday), clearing up after yet another snowfall -- is taking up all my time.

Meanwhile, I've got to go make phone calls...

Linn