This morning I awoke to lots of lights in my room coming from outside. There were no sirens or anything so in my half awaken state I thought that we were being attacked by aliens. Granted, it probably didn’t help that I watched the movie War of the Worlds last night. Regardless, I felt so brave at 5:30 this morning sneaking to my window and looking out, expecting to, well, I don’t know, it made sense in my half awaken state. To my surprise, they were actually snow plowing my little, tiny street at that hour. Talk about service, in my home town of Lawrence we were always thankful if they got the major highways plowed by rush hour, but I guess here they mean business. I imagine no one ever calls into work and says their running late because the roads are bad.
Sigh. I keep forgetting to invest in a snow shovel. I guess in some small room of my brain it was decided that I could prevent winter from coming if I just was ready yet. I now have a drive way that will be a total nightmare to get out of, but if I can slide out into the street and not hit the mailboxes, I should be fine. I also do have lots of hot chocolate and marshmallows. I also have the internet, Netflix and the complete collection of Charles Dickens, so I’m fine.
Now, if I can only convince the gods to bring back sunshine and my wonderful, amazing sailor, life would be alright.
(I’d forgive them for this whole snow business before Christmas thing.)
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