Thursday, April 14, 2011

Well, we got hit by a doozy of a Spring storm today.  The snow started about 9:30 this morning and it’s still comin’ down.  The winds have been ferocious.  It’s all supposed to be over at around 3 a.m.  We’ll see. I’m definitely not holding my breath.

When I got home from work my driveway was snowed in.  So, I parked in the only clear spot I could find, went and picked the garbage bin up from where it had got blown over and trudged miserably into the house.  The shovel knocked questioningly against the wall as I walked past; I didn’t bother to even glance in its direction.

Instead, I got a blanket and a pillow and I curled up on the couch for a nap.  It was lovely.  For about half an hour, then I was awakened by a strange noise.  It sounded like something being knocked against the house.  I thought maybe a downspout had come loose but when I checked, nothing.

I wandered about the house listening carefully, it seemed to be mainly focused in the living room where I had been sleeping — of course.  Finally, I came to the conclusion that it had to be the whirlygig thingy on the roof.  It sounded as though it was turning with a great deal of difficulty.  No doubt because snow and ice was impeding its progress while the wind struggled mightily to make it turn at a thousand miles an hour.  All in all it was annoying.  I had no choice but to get up and figure out something to do with ground turkey for supper.

I made comfort food.  It was good.  I read more of the third book of the Millenium Series — The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet’s Nest, by Stieg Larrson — while I ate it.  It was good.  Then I did the dishes.  That wasn’t so good, but it had to be done.  Then I poured myself a glass of port and read some more.  Better.

Tomorrow is Friday, I’m glad.  It’s been a long week.  I’m looking forward to a good weekend, some fun with friends and possibly an end to this damn snow!