No, I'm not going to write about the weather. That topic (on TV and in conversation) is way overdone. However, I am virtually "paralyzed" in my own home due to another foot of snow here in Indiana. What a miserable place to live, especially in the winter. But, I'm stuck. Gotta deal with it.
I did get a two week respite from the cold and snow down in the Florida panhandle's "forgotten coast" (as they like to say). It wasn't all that great, weather-wise, but much better than here. My worst moment was getting stuck in a restaurant listening to a patron talk religion with the waitress. No escape from listening in. Wait-- I take that back. My very worst moment was getting a phone call from my sister telling me her daughter died--suicide. The whole scenario and background is both tragic and bizarre. I'll leave it at that. But, needless to say, I was stunned and upset.
Leaving home for several weeks makes for intensive catching up upon return. So while I've been home for 3 days, I'm just now able to check out A.N. (I haven't missed much.) I've had to grocery shop, do laundry, get and read my mail (snail and email), clean house, shovel snow, gather firewood, and visit family members (esp. my sister). Now I can settle back into my winter routines--read, exercise, crack walnuts, be on the computer, etc. And wait 'til spring arrives! (PS: Has anybody ever hear of Candlemas Day? It's Feb. 2--a precurser to Groundhog Day. My farmer grandmother used to say the rhyme: "Candlemas Day, Candlemas Day, half the wood and half the hay".) Take care out there.