If you've read my mental meanderings before, you know what "another one" is. The first letters of the second and third word in my title say it all.

Winter (or late fall) is almost upon us--it's full dark outside and not even 8 PM (cdt).

Today was a lot of "little stuff," none of which was particularly important or consequential.

There was, however, a call from Sears about picking up the dead freezer.

This time (I hope) we got it straight. (The time they were set to come last week had not been divulged to me. Nor had anyone mentioned that they would take care of the dead freezer.)

I think the raccoons have pretty much gone off to establish their own territories. I didn't see them around (yet?) this evening. Well, if they are going to make baby raccoons that will "hatch" in the spring, they are going to have to establish a place all theirs in which to do this.

Meanwhile my cats give them looks that seem to say "what is all the fuss about?"

Oops--just noticed a small memo by my computer that says "Mon--put out trash."

Too late to do that now, but as long as it is out before 8-something-ish I should be okay.

Well, that will be the second activity of tomorrow.

(If you are wondering what the first activity is, think back to what your first activity is after awakening and and getting out of the sack.)

Time to settle down to the anti-stimulation of the TV. Hope I can stay awake till a decent "retiring" time.