The first real snow of the season has finally come. They're predicting eight to sixteen inches by the time it's over tomorrow. I'm still off work, so I don't have to go out and drive in it.

But I had to get out and play in it. I went down to James Taylor Park and pretty much had the whole place to myself. I love heading to the woods after a good snow. The snow covers all the old beer cans and stuff. It looks like you're really out in the wilderness. And it's quiet.

Looks like we're going to have a white Christmas this year. Fortunately, I got all my Christmas shopping done yesterday. There wasn't much. I'm only doing cards this year. Since I've been off work, that's about all I can afford.

It's been one month today since I had my heart attack. Aside from tiring out a bit faster now, I feel fine. The tiring out easy may just be from not gulping down all that caffeine anymore. I don't see the doctor again until December 30, so it will be next year before I can get back to work.

Miserable as The Job is, I'm hoping the doctor will say I can go back. I'm getting paid while I'm off, but it's only 60% of my regular pay, that is, 60% of a forty hour week. Since we work six and seven days a week, it actually comes out to a bit less than 60%.

I'll be living on birdseed before it's all over!