That damned conversation about the coffee table has had my mind spinning since my eyes opened this afternoon. I even on two occassions stared at it and contemplated the space of my living room without it. I nudged it maybe three inches, then stopped to look at it again before I finally gave up the internal fight and went to the kitchen to find nourishment of other sorts.

Did I mention that yesterday the skies were an amazing 80 degrees ouring down lightning and summery showers. Today I woke to find snowflakes lightly kissing the pavement.