This Snowy Morning

Posted on 01/29/2022 by chick
  • As I’ve learned the hard way, the number of posts in my drafts folder is an indication of my mental state. The higher the number, the worse the state. Earlier this month, the number was in the thirties, possibly the highest it’s ever been. So I spent a lot of time over the last couple of weeks cleaning out the folder, and now there are only two drafts, the lowest it’s been in years. I don’t know if this will help my mental state, but it is at least a good sign.
  • When I woke up this morning I could not remember what day of the week it was, so I wasn’t sure if I should get up immediately or go back to sleep. When I finally figured out that it was Saturday, I was relieved, until I remembered that we were supposed to get a blizzard today. I didn’t want to wake up to a blizzard, so I went back to sleep. In my dreams, the blizzard had arrived but the snow was not sticking. The air was white with falling snow, but the grass was still lush and green.
  • Green grass in the middle of winter? Dreams are crazy.
  • But I’m awake now, because one cannot sleep all day. The storm really is here and the whole world has gone white. The wind is huffing and puffing and trying to blow the trees down. It may be succeeding. I just heard a sound from outside that was likely the crack of a falling tree limb.
  • It’s frigid in my office, and I’m enjoying the cold for a change. But, because there’s the possibility of losing our power today, I’ve turned the space heater on. When we lose our power, we lose our heat, and if that’s going to happen, I’d rather start out with a warm room than a cold one. I should do a load of laundry and run the dishwasher again soon, just in case.
  • I don’t feel like doing anything, though. There are four pencils on my desk that need to be sharpened. If I cannot do at least that much today, then there is no hope for me. The power just flickered, a message to get a move-on and do the things that need doing.
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