On Monday, I went outside and it was snowing.
Now, granted, it wasn’t the big fluffy flakes that you seen in Christmas movies during the denouement. It was the little pebbly flakes that looked like Styrofoam packing material. I drove to work, got some stuff going, had a meeting at the other building and went out to my car and it had, like, an inch of snow on the hood and driver’s side. Big fluffy snow. It wasn’t sticking to anything but cars, but I actually had to brush it off to leave safely.
Then the sun came out and there was no more snow.
I did have to scrape my car on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, though. Scraping the car is unpleasant in a way that snow on the car isn’t. It’s like snow on the car is a Christmassy thing and scraping the car is a middle-of-February thing.
As such, this weekend will be devoted to the swapping out of the seasonal clothing. There are a bunch of hoodies and flannel shirts in those big vacuum Ziploc bags in the back of the closet and a bunch of light-fabric hanging up and it’s time to make the swap between the two.
And it will be good to be wearing hoodies and fuzzies again. Seriously, 2nd half of autumn and 1st half of winter is, seriously, the best season. Until February, anyway. At that point, it can get in the 50’s again.
We also have a family thing where I can tell the boys about what I saw in Qatar and give them some of the touristy junk I got just for them while I was out there. And, of course, the eternal list of eternal errands… PetSmart, Costco, the pharmacy, the grocery store, and the various places you have to go to so you can hit the ground running come Monday morning.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)