Sunshine, Skid Steers & Season Finales

I woke just after 7 — sun technically up, sky technically cloudy, but a respectable -5 and heading for +6 later. Practically tropical by our standards.

First coffee in bed scrolling Instagram for more exercise and healthy food inspiration (because apparently I am now that person). Second coffee followed once S woke after 8 and immediately dove into X for his morning news fix.

Pets fed, humans semi-functioning, and I got myself ready for my routine diagnostic testing in the city. Of course I squeezed in a few puzzle pieces first — priorities — and started Monday’s blog but had to abandon it just shy of done to leave by 9:30.

My tests were completed in just over an hour and a half, which was good. I then visited Costco to fill a cart and spent a leisurely hour and a half at Winners, trying on clothes and finding some success before heading home.

Back home at 3:30 to a full ranch scene: Britt walking Cooper to the gate, S preparing to bathe Harley in the garage, and me unloading all my city “treasures”. Then straight back to the puzzle table for me. S settled into big brown with his laptop. B fed the horses and quickly jetted home to bed still feeling sick.

I took a productive pause to call about an internet promo (why must these always require a phone call), submitted my application for the spring market — eek — and finally wrapped up Monday’s blog.

While I was away, S had a surprisingly industrious day: skid steer work, a walk with Harley, and even a load of laundry. 

And yes — it actually hit +6. Glorious. Perfect weather to BBQ white tail tenderloin, paired with roasted Brussels sprouts and baby potatoes. A proper ranch-meets-bistro supper.

S had a bath while I worked on my puzzle, and around 7 I rolled out my mat for Pilates — every second day as per Coach ShainaKfit. Let’s just say consistency is the current goal, flexibility to follow.

We officially finished Peaky Blinders (finally!) and now wait for the sequel show The Immortal Man dropping March 6. Until then, after assembling our usual oversized yogurt bowl, we started The Last Thing He Told Me.

As the wind picked up and whipped through the night, we tucked into the new storyline.

Winter still here… but softening.