Snow day today, though so far there's practically no accumulation. The sky is white, so where is it all going? Bonita is curled up on the back of the beanbag armchair, nose and paws dangling over the baseboard heater, fur ruffling ever so slightly in the heat. I've caught up on my grading and have put my house back together after spending several hours last night looking for my passport. Gack. I finally located it in a folder in my filing cabinet, where it had fallen at some point, probably due to Bonita walking around on top of the files the way she does.
I'm mostly packed, except for a few items such as tango music that I want to play with Dom. Hard to believe that on Saturday morning I will get off a plane and it will be summer. (Harder to believe that I have a 7-hour layover in Dulles...maybe time to arrange 2 more waltzes for TML?) Hard to believe that I get to spend an entire week in Buenos Aires with a sweet, super-sexy bandoneonista. I may not survive this.