I’m a file your taxes in January kind of girl but for some reason I still haven’t started yet
I think I saw this on Last Week Tonight (I consume a lot of ridiculous media) about this being the most French thing ever – to continue sipping wine while there is a literal fire burning feet away in protest of raising the retirement age from 62 to 64. I don’t really care what you think about France or the state of retirement in America. I just wanted to share one single thought.
Between the light jackets and the fire, don’t they look warm?
I am excited for the lake to have raised 3 feet. I am excited for the snowpack to be 210% above median. But I am also cold. And I can only imagine that my family isn’t exactly keen on the ever-growing greenhouse I erected in our living room to keep all my plants alive. Plus I am just plain cold. Sweats, wool socks, hoodies, all of it. And I am still cold.
April is a super chill month for us here, and by chill I mean a month of nonstop planning and scheduling and building. We will have a host of events for you next week.