Tails from the Bark Side

No chance of driving in this. Have been in jim-jams most of day. Still got to Sid's house to clean this morning, as it's a walkable distance away. I traipsed over on foot and brought Sid back here for the day, so yay - still made some money. So yeah, I got the heating and my dressing gown and a proper-good sofa nest whacked right under the grill, and I've just been:

- Eating apples, cake, chocolate* and peanut butter. Healthy. AND MINCE PIES!
- Sorting out the plethora of books that are tossed all over the house as Sue gave me two whole bags full yesterday and I couldn't wait to take them upstairs before I rummaged through them. Books!
- Talking to myself on Twitter.
- Writing Christmas cards.
- Filing November's expenses.
- Cross-stitching.
- Watching episodes of the Jeremy Brett (epic love) Sherlock Holmes series, and the new film too because I was dubious but it is actually pretty cool. Believe I am bordering on The Line between fan and Fan...
- Reading Tess of the D'Urbervilles, which is totally pissing me off, and a crime-sort-of-novel wot I can't remember the name of - left it upstairs.
- Allowing ELO to solidly rock my world.
- Laundry. Lots of it.
- Cleaning the bathrooms.
- Sorting out/refilling my cleaning kit.
- Singing loudly.
- Running around the empty streets out the front of my house (usually busy main road) with unleashed barking dogs, just because we can. Floyd and snow = hilarity. Beard goes white. <3.

Tomorrow I wouldn't mind visiting Dr G and the bank, but I don't know if I should risk those darn hills when the white stuff gets more slippery. Require sledge and huskies, pronto. I would normally kill for a duvet day like this, but of course because I can't go out, I want to. Damnit.

* I owe Jon some chocolate.