Snow

The weather forecast actually came true and I was able to follow through on my plan to work from home today. Most of the snow didn’t fall overnight. The biggest accumulation happened during the day and I was able to watch it come down from the plush window seat I am denied at the office but allow myself at home. The midweek variety was a treat. The first blizzard of the year is an event, but as others around the state will concur, it gets old long before the accumulation reaches four feet. It looks like all we are going to get is another four inches.

I went out with Syd for her first real experience playing in the snow. She didn’t take to it at first, but once I started making snowballs and hitting the house she started to see the possibilities. Her personality is a mix of girly girl and bravado and I hope she continues to grow into that.

Today was so out of the ordinary that I ended up having to do the opposite of what I typically do on Fridays. I had to remind myself that I have to go to work tomorrow. What a buzzkill. One of the best parts of my week is a moment that happens on a Friday evening when I’m engaged in the middle of something and instantly the realization fires in my brain that “I don’t have to go to work tomorrow.” The narrative thought is exactly those eight words – I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. But before my brain assigns words to it, I am just overcome with an instant of total relief. The cool part about the whole thing is that sometimes if I’m just home on a Friday and I’m making dinner or the evening just has a midweek sort of feel to it, this realization can hit me two or three times. And unlike heroin (or so I’ve heard) it feels just as great the third time as it did the first time. On the flip side when there is a snowstorm and I’m working at home in my sweats and the day has a special sort of Friday feeling to it I have to tell myself, “You have to go to work tomorrow, and the day after that too you schmuck.”