From my bedroom window this morning, I could see four blooming trees -- two pink, one fluffy white, and one silver grey. But still no green. Not even the smallest little tips of new leaves. It's still March, though, so I guess I am being impatient.
Wednesday morning, and Principal Broker on vacation. It's class day, and Nameless Agent is teaching it --or presiding over it, since he got someone else to teach it, some mortgage dude. It's also scheuled to start an hour later than usual. Which has me feeling awkward and off balance. Make the coffee? Don't make the coffee? I'll wait until ten, but I WANT MY COFFEE!