This housesit is insane. All the chairs are close to the end of the deck but I have hatched a plan to relocate one by one of the doors — it’s getting too icy to walk across the deck in the morning and I’m stupid enough to enjoy the brisk morning air. If I move a chair, I may not die out here.

But lunch is safe! No ice. Also, no pants. Still shorts weather. If you’re a dumb Canadian who thinks 10° C is warm in November. 😄