Greetings from the inside of one of those Christmas ornaments. You know the ones, a base with a glass bubble and you shake them up and it snows on the fake town inside. That's kind of what it feels like right now as I sit in my living room and look out the window.
The storm is passing. The area where I live typically doesn't get above average snow so when we get hit with a big dump like this its a bit of a deal. I have a couple of feet of snow outside that I have to dig out of. Been postponing that task for a few hours.
The kids school got cancelled today so they're home. We're having a little Valentine's Day party.
OK, so why do I always feel guilty about staying home and not going to work. I rarely ever take snow days or sick days. On a day like this however, why not take it easy and make it a mental health day. I've got to start doing that more. There are others in my office that do it often. Actually though, if the kids weren't home today I probably would not have taken the day off.
I think my neighbours have shoveled already. Maybe if I wait long enough then the wind will blow all my snow over to their driveways. They will probably be mad at me but last time I checked God invented wind, so its not really my fault. :p
R.
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