Snow!

It snowed six-plus inches this week. I learned my lesson last year and shoveled five times over two days, so it was never a back-breaker. In fact, I enjoyed the exercise, because I get so much less in winter in this climate.

I have all of my seed catalogs in hand, but I'm not thinking much about gardening right now. I'm working, hard and fast, while I have so little to do outside. I'll put out my products I create in the four winter months over the ensuing eight months, and repeat that again next year. It's possible that next winter could be my last year of working for income, but I'll have to see how I feel then.

With growing/gathering/hunting for most of my own food, I need less money. The killer bill here is property tax. I could drop house insurance. I could even drop internet and use the library plus a cheap cell phone plan instead. I can keep most of the house turned to 48 degrees in winter and live in the bedroom. But that property tax is painful and unavoidable, so until I get to retirement age, I need some income.