Alone in a Snowstorm
Since Thursday night at approximately 8 pm I have not left my condo complex. Since Friday around noon I’ve been alone. And for a majority of the “alone time” it was snowing. This is what I learned about being alone in a snowstorm:
-The U.S. Postal Service may not deliver during a major snowfall, but the Sunday New York Times does the day after.
-Snow is heavy. This may sound silly to East Coast/Midwest folks. But for those of us from Southern California who have never had to dig a car out from over two feet of snow, this is new news. My shoulders are killing me.
-Being stuck in your house for 48 hours is fun when you aren’t sick. Usually when I’m home for this long it’s because I have a terrible head cold or other ailments. But being healthy and stuck equals getting a lot done. This included: laundry, vacuuming, scrubbing the bathroom, cleaning makeup brushes, organizing tax info, dusting, and filing.
-The perfect time to catch up on phone calls with close friends is sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of tea and a view of the snow falling.
-Two feet of snow makes trees look magical, like props in a Tim Burton film, or scenery from a Dr. Seuss book.