The past two nights for some reason I have had awful sleep filled with waking up and long efforts to fall bask asleep. They also have been punctuated by a lot of dreams, the details of which have been escaping me. This morning I was so tired I fell back asleep immediately after silencing the alarm, waking up a half hour late. The end result was no shower, a slammed Pop Tart breakfast, and hauling ass to get out the door. I still managed to get to the office on time just in a more disheveled manner than normal.
The northeast appears to be buried in a nasty storm today. I still have distinct memories of the misery associated with snowstorms as an adult. The grocery store panic, endless shoveling, and driving on ice rink-like roads were part of the reason I yearned to relocate 1200 miles to the south. The adult snow experience eclipses the wonder, anticipation and excitement I had about snow as a child. I have had some stinging reminders of what real winter is during some of our winter visits to PA over the years, I am more than fine keeping them at arms length. All my friends and families in the northeast, I offer you my sincere condolences.