My first load of laundry, sweat pants, is on spin dry in the new washer. Nothing really changes, except for the last digit of the year. Out with the 2 and in with the 3.
Nothing changes. Well, one thing did. Because my neighbor died, I didn't have to listen to him shrieking Woo Hoo! as he set of a firework every 3 - 4 minutes. Let me tell you, that gets annoying fast. The neighborhood was quiet last night.
There will be no traditional PA Dutch pork and sauerkraut today. I work. There is a pork loin in the crock pot just in case. Normally they provide some sort of meal for those working, but we have new assistant managers and so far they've been dropping the ball. This doesn't mean they're not going to order in pizza with ham and pineapple, I just want to be prepared.
And what's in store for 2023? Sunshine and shadows.