During the storm, a really old ex-boyfriend's Father died. I heard the story on facebook (where most stories are told these days).
The funeral had been planned for the Friday of the first storm, and it got cancelled. My old High-School friend and her daughter came for the rescheduled Memorial service. As it was the daughter's Spring Break, they stayed a week.
I walked 3+ miles the first day of taking them downtown. L. and I had carefully calculated the closest Metro stop to the Museums, and as we emerged, the 13 year old looked around, and said, "I want to see The Lincoln Memorial!"
I protested, but off we went. The next day we saw actual museums, but they wanted to hike to Judiciary Square to hop the Red line....
I was sore for days, but am recovering now. Next task will be painting for the Mormon Prom.....
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