Especially for southern California in our era of creeping climate dread, this will sound like apostasy, but: Okay, I’m good with the rain now. It can stop now. That’s quite enough for now. Thank you. Especially since some of my friends at last night’s party said, “Uh, Lee, you’ve got a problem here….” and pointed me to the water dripping onto the couch and floor from my downstairs ceiling. They wanted to know what I was going to do about it. Here’s what I wasn’t going to do: Go out in the driving rain, clamber up onto the sheer roof and do anything up there at about 11 o’clock and especially not when I’d already had a few drinks into me. So what will I do? Call a roofer. Seems like the thing to do.

Today I’m cleaning up from last night’s party, in stages. Just don’t feel like doing it all at once. So: Let the dogs out, and carry some recycling out to the bin while doing that. Walking through a room and tossing some trash. Fixing breakfast and dumping half-finished drinks into the sink while it’s cooking. Yesterday I said to my son, “You want to know what I’m doing tomorrow? Nothing. As in, No work. Nothing.” So that’s my approach for day one of the new year. Just lots of reading, and some writing, and doing the mega sudoku online.

Not the worst way to start the year.

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