It was another little snow, big snow day. It looks like we got ten inches today. I sat at the window, listening to two CD's while the snow sifted down. I watched the neighbors shovel and now Phil is shoveling. I love to watch the snow, and watching while effortlessly learning something is even better. And watching others work? Well, I did feel a little guilty but not enough to do anything about it. It was a dry snow, I said to myself, they are having an easier time than if it were a wet one. Maybe I'll fix dinner while I'm not doing anything about it. That would make Phil happy. And it's all about a happy husband who is doing the shoveling, while I am inside, warm and dry. That way we are both happy
4 comments:
I love big snow days when you just get to curl up and STAY HOME. Those are the best of days.
I agree. I hope you got to stay home and write. Write. And write.
You didn't go out and grab a shovel?
I didn't shovel. I'm not the grabby type. It's handy, not being the grabby type.
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