The Snow Is My Fault

I apologize to everyone in the Upper Midwest.  I got carried away last week by the warmth, the sunshine, and the sight of what was once my lawn and gleefully put away my snow shovels.  This has obviously angered the winter deities and has brought a curse upon us all.  Thank goodness I don’t own a snowblower or I’m sure it would have been much worse than the 5-10 inches they’re predicting.

One of the few benefits of working from my home is that I can go out anytime to shop, see a movie, or pop over to see friends and relatives.  At least, that’s the conventional wisdom.  In truth, I rarely go out during the day because I feel too guilty about it.  I mean, I’m a struggling entrepreneur and I should be hard at work at all times, stopping only when the coffee is no longer effective in keeping my eyes open or (Heaven forfend!) my Internet connection dies.

When the reality of this latest storm settled in on me this morning, I took a quick inventory of the kitchen and realized that I was nearly out of several essentials of life: bread, peanut butter, Diet Coke, and Twizzlers.  I could perish!  So I gave myself permission to make a supply run.  Fortunately, Roundy’s had a sale on coffee a couple of weeks ago, and I stocked up.  So I didn’t have to do a major shopping trip and ended up at the local Walgreen’s where the prices are like playing the lottery.  Will I actually get the sale price on the peanut butter?  No?  Better luck next time.  Such fun!

Among the many reasons I’m so tired of winter is that I promised myself I start to do a morning walk to try to get some exercise.  My hermit-like existence means my regular daily physical exertions largely consist of a couple of trips up and down the stairs for meals.  It’s gotten so bad that even the muscles in my gluteus maximus have atrophied to the point where I can’t even sit in front of my computer for extended periods.  So I’ve been waiting for the ice on the sidewalks to clear and the puddles to dry.  But I have a lot of repairs to do on the outside of the house and around the yard, and I can’t do it until I regain some endurance.  Maybe by July…

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