You’re here, and I have to accept that:
Before I came into work at the wonderful hour of midnight, I felt the wind become crisp, the warm, dry air (that we totally didn’t deserve) flee to the south, carried by 10,000 canadian geese, and I looked at the weather forecast. Dire times, indeed.
We’ve been lucky, sure. I shouldn’t have been able to be outside in a tshirt the other day. I shouldn’t have been colder in the garage than in the driveway.
So midnight struck, and the winds became heavy. One coworker commented that it sounded like the arctic circle (which was false since I was in the arctic circle a little over a month ago, and it did NOT sound like…well, anything). We’re expecting snow, from Chicago and St. Louis, where 500,000 denizens are without power. I like to pretend that a fraction of those people are being punished for watching Fox News.
But if you’ve got power, then get some good music in your ears and make some tea/hot chocolate/soup.
then go sledding.