We got another 5-6 inches of snow last night.
I knew it was coming, so Mom and I went to the post office, library, farm store, office supply store, and grocery store yesterday. So much fun. I found a toaster on sale at the farm store. I needed a new one because Mom picked up the cord and walked away with it. The toaster crashed to the ground into several little pieces. That toaster was at least 24 years old. I probably would have waited for spring for a garage sale to buy one, but Mom must have her waffles.
I got some disheartening news. The senior program that had recently expanded their services to my town told me that they can't supply a volunteer, because Mom is too challenging to care for. I suppose they don't want the liability, since she puts stuff in her mouth. I was hoping to have someone visit her just to keep her awake and occupied while I am working here in my home office. I didn't think that would be that difficult, but I guess I was wrong. There went that little bit of hope.
On a happier note, I got one box of fiber back from the fiber mill. I am expecting another. I plan to take a mental health day tomorrow and play with fiber as much as I can.