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While I’m stuck inside, I might as well admire the beauty.

I was supposed to go to work yesterday but that wasn’t going to happen. I live on a hill, and my street was (and still mostly is) buried. I watched four-wheel-drive vehicles get stuck. Oh yes, and there was a state of emergency declared, meaning no non-essential vehicles on the roads.

I worked from home, which at first I thought was great: 1) I get to work in my pajamas! 2) I can listen music or turn on the TV if I want! 3) No one here to annoy me!. By the end, I saw the downsides: 1) Eww, I’m still in my pajamas? 2) I’m too busy to listen to anything but my frantic fingers on my laptop keyboard, which feels weird to do work on because it’s nothing like my work keyboard. 3) I’m lonely. I wish someone was here to joke with. Or to answer my hypothetical questions.

It was pretty stressful to make sure everything went through the way it was supposed to, but it worked in the end.

Three times as much snow from the last time.

It was around this time that the sun finally came out and it melted a little. I’m glad there wasn’t not too much at once or there could be flooding. That’s something we definitely don’t need.

Don’t mind me, I’m perfecting my work from home look, complete with no make-up and authentic bedhead. I know, I know, I’m a natural!

Even though this snow mess kept me from my plans, I’m okay with it. I could see kids with snowboards on my street and hear them outside, yelling and laughing. It’s really easy to be a grump about things that disrupt us from our lives, from what we want, and from what we have planned, but hearing them have a good time was a reminder that kids still find joy in snow, like I used to. In the early morning hours as the sun was slipping its way through the cracks in the blinds, I would lie as motionless as I could with the radio softly above a whisper, as not to jinx school getting canceled. If I lie very still, I thought, it will happen. To hear my school district called was like a reprieve for staying so still. I feel a little sad for kids these days, who are told to go online to see if school was canceled, because their moments of bated breath are much shorter and much more anticlimatic.

I lost my taste for Spagehetti-Os but I like to think that I can still appreciate the little moments of life. I just need a reminder every once in a while.