And at the end of the day, when the wick of the last candle is extinguished and the quiet darkness lulls them into a false sense of peace and security… then, and only then, shall the machinations of my cunning and most nefarious scheme be felt.

Okay, I don’t know where that came from – or why – but it was one of those things that once it had started had to be borne out.

Not much has happened since this morning: We went to work, we left a little early, we came home. On a positive note, it only snowed through the morning and early afternoon. After that, the sun put in a cameo appearance. On the way home, he sky seemed to be clearing up, so we may actually see some blue sky and sun this weekend.

Peace.