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So I woke up this morning and stretched. Dave and I talked a while. I checked my email. Pet the cat. Decided it was time to get up. I reached out and put my hand on the corner of the mattress and heard a thunderous crack.

Turns out that 140 year-old beds get brittle after a while and they break. It took about 30 minutes to vacuum up years and years of pet fur underneath the old frame.

We spent Friday night sitting in a high school auditorium listening to people voice their concerns over the possible closure of one of two elementary school in our district. One of us did crossword puzzles. I knit and read. Another one of us read a textbook for a new course she's teaching . . . her photo in the comments.

March is coming in like a lion for sure. Rain. Cold. General ickiness.

Happy Leap Day! Happy Snow Day! Figures . . . it would take until February 29th to have a snow day (and this was it - exactly what you see).

Curly Wurlies . . . not going fast but going nonetheless.