This morning, we were greeted with a walkway full of snow. This led to a sidewalk full of snow, a driveway full of snow and a car… well, not *full* of snow (all the doors and windows were closed), but certainly covered in snow. This would have been bad enough, but our driveway full of snow led to a street full of snow. No snow plow had been through yet. There was no way I was going to get shoveled out and get to work.
I called up and asked to work from home. My boss allowed it, provided I could be productive. I holed myself up in the bedroom with a laptop and a VPN connection while B kept the kids busy and relatively quiet. Except for the occasional interruption when the boys forgot that I “wasn’t home” and was “in the office,” it worked out nicely. I got a lot of work done and was able to take a shoveling break as well.
My first trip out shoveling led to my fingers going from cold to numb to hurting. I took that as a sign that I should head in. On my second trip out, I brought my camera for a few quick shots and then went back to shoveling snow.
For one shot, I decided to send the snow a message. I’m sure many from the Northeast would agree with me.
If you live in the snowy east, how was your Monday?