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Snow. It's coming. It sent three messengersto say so. Yes, three lonely snow flakes fell this morning as I was leaving. I named them. Lucinda, Underwood, and Roudebush. I'm very happy to see snow. I think it's much prettier than the flat gray that winter wears.

To combat the cold, I bought yet another coat this weekend. I have way too many coats than necessary. Like 15 or so. I know it's ridiculous, but I do wear them all. I get them all from vintage stores or Goodwill or consignment shops, so they are not expensive. This new one comes from Goodwill's 50% off sale this weekend. It's a puffy little fake fur number from the 30s, I think. I love it. I am happy to give it a new home.

This is a short week because of the holiday. And I have a ton to get done before I can relax. My to-do list is long and unruly. But I can handle it. One foot in front of the other.

So, C and I settled on a photographer. My favorite one. I called her and asked her if she'd be willing to negotiate, and she was happy to do so. She's a very nice woman and is really talented. I feel good about it.