Temperatures: Cold enough to freeze the testes off copper-zinc alloy replicas of simians.
Winds: The unenjoyable kind of blowing.
Skies: Gray. Gray. Gray.
The blizzard arrived just as predicted. All schools closed, some through the end of the week. Baltimore is essentially shut down, and where I'm at is just as quiet. I went outside once today, for a grand total of two minutes. What I did was shovel off my patio, for the sake of something to do. And to flip the bird a little to to the weather. I was home all day because my office was closed. Smart move, even though I had decided long before that I was not going to go to work. One look out the window this morning convinced me of that real quick.
I spent the day catching up on nagging chores and tasks. Rolled up a significant amount of my to-do list, working online and chasing information. Made things happen, I did. Was on a roll. That is, until I tried to install the tax software I bought and downloaded. I ran setup 4 times, and that POS still didn't load. Even the artful ministrations of a gung-ho service tech failed to make it work. He apologized profusely, and said he was going to "escalate" the problem to another department. I should expect a phone call within the next 24 hours. Wheeee.
Oh, and another thing: about that same time, my heat went out. Perfect. Fortunately for me, the maintenance guys were on the ball, and had it fixed in a little under a half-hour. Yay, me!
This weather, its the pits. It sucks donkeys. And I'm not sure, but I thought I heard there may be another storm on the way next Monday.
Can I come to your house? I mean, As long as its far away from the snow? I'm quiet, and I don't take up much room. Pretty please?