Today it snowed.
All day long.
A steady wet-yet-powdery-if-that's-even-possible kind of snow.
It landed on a layer of slush and ice and got really cold, so that was fun to get off of my car.
I phoned out of work, and I'm glad I did.
I shoveled. My skin turned red and my hair turned white from ice, and it felt so good to put on dry clothes.
I sat down and read, which is something I haven't done for a while as I've lately only been cramming chapters before lights-out.
I read, and knitted, and divided some yarn for socks (we still need to talk about those, don't we?), and sewed a bag (show ya soon!) and took some photos and thoroughly enjoyed my day.
I've been skimping on my workouts so I'm sure I'll feel the shoveling tomorrow, but I deserve it for being lazy.
Like this gnome. Who is enjoying the snow much more than the other one riding the rabbit.