I'm feeling much better but still bored.  I've been stuck at home since Sunday, sigh.  I'll live.  Yesterday I tried making cinnamon knots but wasn't paying attention and overcooked them.  I thought about throwing them out but couldn't and thought, bread pudding.  I need bread pudding like I need a hole in the head but it's better than throwing them all out.  I made a brandy sauce too which was quite tasty.

This morning a young man came to the house to do an energy audit.  We live in a very cold climate and anything we can do to reduce our energy consumption is something that we can do help with climate change.  Most things seem too big and too overwhelming but we can do small things.  The house wasn't as bad as I thought it was but there are areas to improve on, namely insulation in the attic and replacing the windows with energy efficient windows.  The guy also suggested a heat pump specifically made for cold climates.  He was a very nice young man who was fully immunized and also tired of stupid people.  

And taking pictures of food makes me feel somewhat sheepish.  Mostly it's for my daughter to see on instagram.  Yes, the same daughter who was so pissed off with me in May.  We're talking again but just superficially.  Maybe one day we can have a closer relationship.

The other night I missed a call from my brother, who never calls me, like never, so I called him back last night.  It was an accidental dial apparently, which happened when he was looking up our address for a Christmas card.  While we talked on the phone for a few minutes he was rearranging the dishes in the dishwasher because he doesn't like how his wife puts the dishes in.  When he was done with that, the period break in the Bruins' game was over and he wanted to go.  I thought he wanted to talk to me but sadly things don't really change.  I didn't realize how much I wanted a deeper relationship with him until after the call.  It is what it is.

The hagfish is on it's way out thank god.