Holy Three Kings Kids, we are already 2026 and almost through its first week! Work routine resumed, snow is everywhere: 2,5cm that feel like 2,5m since no snow or ice removal is happening on foot and bicycle paths. Today’s work commute—which is now happening only once a week—was tough. My broken one-geared Red Arrow™ was very hard to pedal forward even without the icy road, and tomorrow I will bring my also broken spare bicycle—which I just named Purple Arrow™—to the bike doctor. I also feel like I need a doctor, getting close to fifty comes at a cost I guess.

It is true winter, which is actually kind of fun. Below 0 degrees on average over the last two weeks, a rare thing. We spent the weekend with chickenpoxed Effi at the cottage, where I attempted to save my rainwater tanks from ice exploding. Warmer times will tell. With the wheels we got we now can roam around more freely, and back and forth to Burgundy. And thanks to a nearby parking spot I booked on convenient Yespark we have all it takes to store that city-annoying item away.

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