It has been raining for well over 14 hours.
Nothing to do but stay inside and be a domestic god.
Made Latkes in honour of Hannukah and brought some to my neighbor next door. Then crawled down to her basement to make sure her pilot light was on. I shudder to think what would have been expected of me had it not been.... "Uh... call the pilot light people??"
She shares the basement with a Chinese take away so the place looks like a hoarders' paradise.
Planned and stressed over Christmas Dinner and prepared for auditions that are looming in the coming week.
Getting up at five o'clock in the morning to warble and then capping the day off by catering a party I wasn't invited to is really not something that puts me in the holiday spirit, but then again neither is abject insolvency, so we do what we can.