
Meanwhile, I'm trying not to think about my front steps looking the way they did after the last storm (see picture), and the inevitable tunneling out the basement door like a mole. Right now the coffee pot is full, the electric blanket on my bed is still turned on, and I'm absolutely convinced I will not be setting any land/speed records for accomplishing anything of substance. I might sew, I might read, I might veg and watch a movie. Maybe I'll make cinnamon rolls.
Unfortunately, if I don't work, I don't get paid. I can make up the hours later this week. But the actual cost of having a day where I can do (or not do) anything I want..... priceless.
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