All is well here, though I'm feeling unsettled and a little sad. There are lots of reasons - various offices at my university have ticked me off recently, things at work are feeling particularly aimless, the days are just so darned short, etc. Intellectually I am perfectly aware that my life is ridiculously charmed, and there are millions of wonderful things to counteract and blot out the bad, but I suspect that a combination of mild SAD and mild depression is keeping me blue. Not navy blue, mind you - more of a baby blue. I talk to myself a lot to convince myself that I'm really very happy (which I am, under the blue); it seems to work pretty well most of the time.
In the meantime, lots of nice things have been happening at Chez Gadrow. We had a big snowstorm on Thursday - it came down at about 2-3 inches per hour, causing a white-out and completely snarling traffic in all directions. But I rode home on the train and was able to enjoy the beauty of it as we rushed past the parking lot that was Rte. 93.* Patrick usually picks me up from the station, but I convinced him that it was a very bad idea since the plows could not keep up with the precipitation rate, so I walked and he met me halfway on foot. It was actually a very lovely walk - all white and quiet and Christmas-y. The next morning it took us a few hours to dig out the driveway, but the roads were in good shape, so all was well. I heard on the drive home last night that they're expecting a big Nor'easter to hit us tonight, so we may have a few feet of snow on the ground between that storm and the last. Whee!
Since tomorrow is pretty much guaranteed to keep us house-bound, I am planning to spend the day baking g-g-grandmother Scheid's molasses-fruit cookies. We'll light a fire in the fireplace, bake holiday cookies, and admire the snow from safely indoors, and thank the Powers That Be for our blessings. That's what I call a good Sunday. :)
* (Side story - my boss took 5 hours to drive the first 2 miles towards her home. Her car then died and it took another 3 hours to tow her to the nearest gas station. So 8 hours after she left work, she was 2.5 miles from the office with a broken car and no way to get home unless she wanted to spend another few hours on a bus in that traffic. ugh!)
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Playing catch-up here... I hope you get some kind of notification of these things...
That snow storm was CRAZY! Lauren works up near Boston, and it took her 7 1/2 hours to make what's usually an hour trip.
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