Tried and failed to get the Brave Little Toaster out of its parking space today; unlike P, I was unable to clear away enough snow with my broom, and ruined the broom in the process besides. Carlos is supposed to come over after work and help clear snow/yank out the truck, but the traffic on the Woodrow Wilson is pretty hideous this evening. Well, whatever; either I do grocery shopping today or tomorrow.
Finally got my post-op consult this morning: it'll be on the 28th. Not quite 5-20 days after surgery. I'm a little concerned about the groin incisions, one of which is still bleeding a bit, but I'm pretty sure I'll live until the 28th.
Currently rereading Michael Williamson's Freehold.