Yesterday was one of the most unproductive Saturdays I’ve had in a long time. The plan was to brave the cold and fix the high beam switch on the Buick so that it’ll finally pass inspection (since it’s now a month overdue). I only learned Friday afternoon that it was supposed to snow, but it was only supposed to be a few inches, and then it was supposed to clear up and warm up in the afternoon.
Not so. In full defiance of the forecast, it snows steadily from before the time we woke up until at least 2:00 in the afternoon. I think we got about eight or nine inches, and the temperature stayed right around freezing all day. No way I was going to go out and work in that. Of course, there probably won’t be any more warm, sunny Saturdays in quite a while, so maybe it’s time to give up and take the car to a shop instead. I really hate having to do that, but I don’t have a lot of options since my parents moved and I lost access to their garage.
We also planned to go out mattress shopping later, but we didn’t really feel up to clearing off the car and going out in that mess. The first big snow storm is always the worst, because people have had several months to forget how to drive on snow and ice (I, of course, am the exception to this rule). So instead we just sat around the house all day. We watched movies and ate Nutella on Ritz crackers. We played Scrabble. We went just a little bit stir crazy, but we managed to survive.
And I think I managed to get through the whole day without wailing in despair that the cold, dark, bleak days of winter had finally arrived.