I slept in and went in to work late. It was snowing, but it didn't really stick. I worked my first full day this week. At home I rushed to make dinner-- a kind of bastardized channa masala with sweet potato and extra liquid to make it soupy. Then we went to Costco and weren't able to achieve most of what we wanted there. My god that place is awful. Walking down the half-refrigerated half-laundry aisle, my whole head filled like a balloon from the overpowering perfume of fabric softener. What is that smell supposed to be? It smells like chemicals, but meant to seem benign. That's how you know to beware.