Elayne Riggs' Journal (for Leah)

Monday, February 17, 2025

The Wind Blows Right Through You, It's No Place for the Old

I was definitely beat from having stayed up too late last night, and listening to the howling winds, but fortunately we're buffered from the worst of them by being indoors all day. The laundry got done and is now all put away, we took care of all the trash and boxes (which were pretty strewn today) and bags and everything that doesn't belong in the apartment is out and vice versa, so I'm in good shape to get back into Manhattan tomorrow; I've even laid out my overcoat and other necessities. It's supposed to be pretty frigid, and of course I've a dental appointment so I'll be outside longer than I want to, but at least there won't be any precip so I'll live. And now to shower and bed...

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