Had we known that there would be nine days between workdays, we might have taken a Southwest road trip. The unexpected Northwest snow week left us twiddling our fingers and bemoaning the inevitable summer work days. But there's no use crying over spilt milk and we tried to make the best of things. We attacked some low priority projects. Esther washed every piece of fabric in the house and redecorated most of the rooms. I painted the basement stairwell and the hearth room desk area. We also enjoyed reading and net surfing. If this was a taste of retirement, I am not interested in it any time soon.