Blizzard

It's a nice Sunday morning with a foot or two of snow on the ground, and the State Police have issued a "strong suggestion" that everyone stay off the roads, and worship service was cancelled, and the thermometer is telling us that the -14 degrees announced by the weather man is not too far off the mark.

So we're here at home, enjoying the quiet morning, resting, relaxing, staying warm, reading the paper, updating websites...

Oh, yes, Adam finally got his epic update for his part of the website done. Twenty pages! With lots of pictures and descriptions of his current game obsession. I am quite proud of him for doing all that work. But then when it comes to games in general, he is always working, always planning, always dreaming. I hope his dream of becoming a game designer comes to fruition; he certainly has the drive for it.

My drive and/or initiative is just about gone. This pnuemonia has drained me of energy (and breathing ability); I'm winded by walking upstairs. The doctor said it would be a few weeks before I feel back to normal. Meanwhile my ribs are still aching from occasional coughing. But at least my sleep patterns are back to normal!

Yesterday I had to work, along with most of the other people on my team, but it was also the first day of the blizzard, so out of thirty people, only five of us showed up. And the company was buying us lunch! We stuck around til nearly four o'clock, but then the conditions rapidly deteriorated - blowing snow reduced visibility to less than fifty feet, and drifts were piling up on the roads - so we all skedaddled home where it was safe and warm.

Getting home was fun. Couldn't see hardly anything on the roads, no lines, no edges, so it was a good thing I already had the route home memorized. It helped that there wasn't much traffic. But the radio news announced two 50-car pile-ups on some major roadways, and several freeway closures, so there had been traffic at one time, it just wasn't moving anymore.

Got home, and there was a three-foot drift in the driveway to plow through on the way into the garage. That was fun! Cheryl figured (rightly) that there was no point in clearing the driveway just yet, with all that snow still coming down and more tomorrow. We'll just stay cozy and warm in our little house and wait it out.