They say something called a Polar Vortex is swooping into the Northeastern United States. It sounds horrible--so cold (polar) and so threatening (vortex). Even now, just beyond the window, I hear the wind kicking up, threatening to do some damage.
So barring the unexpected, I plan to just stay put for a while. I've stocked up on groceries. I've got fuzzy socks and a stack of Young Adult books.
And I've got a project: the first 130 pages of a novel set in Greece, to which I've been adding, slowly, page by page, in this all-too-brief span of days between the holidays and spring semester.
And, most importantly of all, I've got dogs: