It was another nice day. God – how boring. Can you imagine starting a book with a sentence like that? “It was another nice day!”

Just makes you want to jump right in, doesn’t it? I mean – it doesn’t get more riveting. Well, maybe if I’d written, “It was a dark and stormy night.” That might have been even better.

But there you are – the first sentence – the state of my life today. Unexpectedly, the ventilation guys arrived and from about 9 until 12.30 I endeavoured to write while power tools were buzzing. It didn’t go as well as hoped.

But hey! The ventilation guys are here. And they are supposed to come back tomorrow to finish the job. This is good news.

And so this afternoon we took the dogs for a walk by Slocan Lake where it was warm and sunny and we discovered that wearing spikes on our boots with merely annoying.

The sun is still shining.

We are planning a major outing for Thursday – probably Lightning Strike at Kootenay Pass.

I did write a trip report so I suppose the day wasn’t a total waste. Yes – I did write 1,000 words. I’m pretty sure they’re all shite but at least I did write them.

Tomorrow – either more of the same or I escape. At the moment, escape is looking pretty good.