We're expecting to receive 12-24" in the next 36 hours or so. That doesn't seem like much if you're from, say, Cordova, Alaska whose residents scoff at a piddly 1-2 feet but, for Denver, this amount of snow in one snowfall is relatively rare.
My employer has closed our offices for tomorrow. That doesn't excuse me from working - I have the ability to occasionally work from home - but it does mean work will be performed at my leisure and while wearing pajama pants. This makes me happy. I wish I could work while wearing pajama pants all the time. Luckily, I have several pair if the offer ever gets made to telecommute full time.
This also means I don't have to be up at my normal ohmygawdthat'searly time of 5 a.m. To celebrate, I've had a nap and coffee...and I've also invited a certain someone over - someone who works nights - to come cuddle up with me on the couch whereupon I will force him to watch Groundhog Day with me...over and over (well, OK, at least once) until it's well into the early morning hours.
Don't worry. I've already said there can be hanky but no panky. At least, not yet. Especially since my sinuses are still draining generously thanks to the miracle of St. Jude at Qing Ting Acupuncture.
It's surprisingly quiet in my head tonight.
Perhaps it's because the snow is laying a blanket over my anxiety, telling it to hush. Maybe it's because I know I'm about to be excusably house-bound for a couple of days...maybe Acr0nym is right and I do have mild agoraphobia. Whatever the reason, it's peculiar and most welcome.
I would just like to point out that, in the event you find yourself thinking you've had a terrible day, likely it's not included a toddler covered in poop. My blog friend (although I consider her more than that), cdnkaro, recently had the worst possible Monday I can even begin to imagine. I wanted to send her a massage - like...a lot...after reading her post. At least, she got to have a few moments alone with some wine toward the end of it.
I've finally felt well enough to begin reviewing the raw audio files of the first podcast episode. I'm having difficulty figuring out what to cut because, to my subjective ear, all of it sounds brilliant. Y'all, I'm going to apologize in advance but, I think this first episode may be longer than an hour o_O.
Also, because of last night's post and subsequent comment from Word Nerd, I purchased the domain bourbonandshame.com. Can you believe it was actually available?! I couldn't. I snapped it up. Of course, now that means, in addition to developing sharppointyobjects.com for the podcast, figuring out what to do with janeisameanhorriblebitch.com, and updating and moving janesinfinitewisdom.com, I now have another domain to play with...you know, in all my spare time. Still...thanks, Word Nerd. You are absolutely right in your assessment of that title.
Now, if you'll forgive both the rambling and the abrupt departure, I have to go attempt to shave my legs. After several months of no imminent hanky or panky, I'm out of practice.
This should be interesting.