My New Home
Picture this:
You get up ten minutes earlier than you usually would, just do that you can add three more layers to your work ensemble. Making sure you're wearing two pairs of sock, you pull and zip up your boots, grab your purse wearing gloves and minutes and reach for the door handle. Bracing yourself, you pull the door open to find you really should have water-proofed your boots before Christmas. You adjust your touque over your ears and step into snow that almost reaches past your boots, freezing wind trying to push you back into the house, and snow flying up everywhere, clinging to every part of your body... especially [it seems], your uncovered face!
You start your treck down the walkway [it was JUST shoveled!], making a pitiful path. You breathe out your mouth, and your lungs feel like they may choke you. You breathe out your nose, and your nose hairs freeze instantly leaving you really wanting to pick it but NO you wouldn't dare taking your hands out of your pocket! You make it to the bus stop only to find it packed with people, and out of courtesy [and fear of a crowd of people in a place that measures 5 feet by 7 feet], you stand next to it, hoping that somehow it may shield you from the icy coldness and snow that is yes, still blowing into your face.
WELCOME TO MY MORNING.
Did I mention that it went down to -46 today? No? Well it did!!!!
I love the snow, I love the snow, I love the snow...
5:32 PM
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