I spent last night listening to the sound of freezing rain against the windows, rain that fell on top of 8 inches of new snow and already-icy roads. Korin makes it in for her night shift all the way from Empire, and Patty gets here this morning coming from equally as far in the other direction—Rapid City. All tell horror stories about stranded cars and ditches and clogged driveways. Me, I am glad to be here inside with only very small and insignificant worries, like is there whole wheat toast this morning instead of gluey white bread?
My optimism is a little dimmed when I see that Tonya the Terrific Therapist has made it to work: she really knows how to extract maximum performance from my muscles (read “OUCH”!), but I keep telling myself that that is why I am here….so today I will get my strength training in my legs, and hopefully complete a whole list of work projects.
Usually Sundays here are noisy and busy—it’s when everyone comes to visit, including kids, grandkids, and pets. I end up shutting my door to keep the uproar at a minimum, and maybe facilitate a nap. Today will probably be quieter, I would guess, though I see a lot of traffic out there on Cherry Bend Road, which means that the snowplows have done their thing and we will be good until about 2 PM, when a freezing rain is predicted to occur.