Hey, Elizabeth, don't you miss living up north? Look at what you missed!
Wednesday was a rare snow day for me--we had almost 15" of snow within 24 hours, and even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have gone anywhere.
What a luxury that day was--no plans, no schedules, no HAVE TOs. Days like this totally reinforce my belief that I will make an excellent retiree, because I manage to fill my days without trying very hard. I don't understand people who say they'd be bored if they retired. I NEVER get bored; I can always find something to do.
Some highlights of the day:
Having a conversation with Santa: I had to call him to tell him that work was closed so he couldn't visit for storytime. Our conversation about shoveling snow then segued into discussing with Santa my current relationship status. I think Mrs. Santa has her hands full with that guy.
After spending the morning snowblowing and then doing laundry, I laid down for a much-needed nap. Five minutes into it, the phone rang. I knew it couldn't be my mother, because she knows better. No, it was Boss/Friend, wanting to chat.
B/F: Isn't this just a lovely day?
ME: Spoken like someone who didn't have to snowblow the driveway...
B/F: No, Husband is doing that. I do his laundry in return.
ME: I snowblowed and did laundry today.
B/F: Oh.
Later in the afternoon (after my nap), I watched my next door neighbor walk all over my front yard, picking up sticks that had fallen from the maple tree. In my front yard, She was picking up sticks in my front yard and then putting them by the curb. In my front yard. Not hers. Um, why? She totally messed up the pristine smoothness of the snow. In my front yard.
The snow is done...for now...but tonight we are under a weather advisory of wind chills up to 20 degrees below zero. Brrr.
