It's the second biggest snowfall in Philly history, during the second snowiest winter in Philly history. And it took something this big to slow me down? That says a lot about our lives recently. We have been running at break neck speed. It's a wonder our necks did not actually break. Between closing on our house, moving, working, starting new jobs, traveling, keeping up a social life, and trying to be the perfect twenty-something...we got lost in the shuffle.
If I wasn't filling my time with something, I was behind. So rush to Target, you know, you can't have an empty living room even during your first week in a house. And, I need to cook. I haven't cooked anything new in so long; does that make me a bad person? Wait, I've got to print our wedding picture and can't forget that I need to make that vision and dental appointment. Uh oh, my nails look horrible and I don't have anything new to wear to work but what about those friends I haven't called in weeks?
And then it snowed.
And it kept snowing.
And I couldn't go anywhere.
And I had the best day I've had in a while.
You know you are on the wrong course when it takes a snow drift blocking you doorway to keep from rushing out of it. So yesterday I slowed down. I disengaged from turbo mode and just took my time. I did a little cooking, and a little reading. I took a long shower and shaved my legs like a woman who has some time on her hands. Not like usual where my main concern is that I won't look like a cave woman in a work skirt. I recharged my battery an vowed to slow down in the future. Ahhh, deep breath.
I loaded some pictures from our attempt to dig out today. I would like to make a formal apology to Southern car. She doesn't deserve this, but is handling the situation well.
Enjoy.
