I’ve been housebound for the past five days, due to an amazing snowfall and amazingly cold temperatures. It has to do with some sort of artic conditions that found their way off track to the Midwest and beyond. And while others might feel inconvenienced by this blast of prehistoric winter, I’ve loved every minute.
Don’t get me wrong. I haven’t spent time outside creating snow people, nor have I shoveled a single inch of the white stuff. I left that to the snow removal company our complex hired. I haven’t even ventured to the mailbox. Instead I cancelled all appointments and decided to hibernate. Slept in. Ate well, as attested to the one-third of a banana cream pie I had for dessert last night. Forgot exercise and New Year’s resolutions.
Besides, the snow has been one-third the way up our front door for a couple days, which tells me my car wouldn’t make it on the streets anyway. So this was the time to hunker down and enjoy indoor pastimes. Like more piano playing, more reading, more blogging. And yes . . . the cryptic jigsaw puzzle I gave Earl for Christmas. It is a 3D version of Chicago, where we spent most of our lives. Currently, it is driving us nuts.
But the temperature is scheduled to rise from here on out, so tomorrow I plan to sally forth to see my trainer, take my car in for a check-up (Serious knocking is becoming habitual.), and check out our white world. I wouldn’t want to live in hibernation forever, but for five days it was great.
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