It has been a grueling week and we are about to enjoy an evening with our friends, Marty and Carol.

I’d like to leave this week, along certain events of the past two months, on the side of the road somewhere in a foreign country. I could provide a litany of complaints, but I will refrain. Today I worked well and hard: Press on regardless.

Tomorrow is town meeting day. I’ve never attended before, but this year the local paper asked me to go and write a few words on the results. I’m not quite sure what to expect. I’m assuming there will be no public brawls, alas.

Last night brought the second big snowstorm of the year. The last storm brought fluffy, fun snow. The cold weather kept it on the roof for days, until it finally sheered off in huge icy chunks, one of which shattered a window at the back of the house.

Today’s snow was heavy and wet, and temperatures were warm enough to keep it sliding off the roof regularly throughout the day, causing an occasional whomping sound, but no broken glass. Just like life. Sometimes you get off lightly and sometimes you take a few body blows.