random thoughts – Day 2,132 (Saturday) – snow globe

There is a road out there somewhere.

The past couple days of warmer temperatures made the snow disappear and hearts were light. Today, the snow returned. At 7:00 a.m., when I looked out the window in search of sunrise colors, the predominant color was white. The neighborhood looked like it was blanketed in a layer of quilt batting that hid the driveways and all signs of the street. Snow fell steadily from the sky and we were back in the snow globe again.

I went over the driveway and through the snow for a quick visit with Mom before returning home with the intention of finishing the dance costume dress. There was a minor side quest and first, buttermilk biscuits from a pop open can were baked, upon noticing the use by date was near. I don’t love buttermilk biscuits and I don’t know why I bought them, but it felt cozy to be baking while snow fell steadily.

Soup and a biscuit.

The sewing, so close to the finish line, got frustrating real fast. The thread tension was suddenly wrong, after having been fine for days and a long line of stitching had to be ripped out which was easy due to the loose stitching. That problem was remedied, and then the second issue reared it’s head. The fabric kept shifting to the left and I couldn’t hold a straight line of stitching on the very narrow edging. It was time to set the sewing aside, take a break, and relax. Soup was consumed, with a fresh buttermilk biscuit.

After approximately two minutes on the couch, I got the bright idea to start my tax return, because who doesn't like to relax with that. There was an hour of looking for documents housed in multiple web sites that failed to send notices that documents were available. There was a W2 over here, and something else over there and some that aren’t posted yet. It was aggravating, but a different flavor of aggravation than the sewing. When it seemed like more info was missing than present and no further progress could be made, the tax return was abandoned.

Snowy back yard trees.

It snowed all day and into the evening. The view outside was lovely. Inside, there were bursts of activity with stretchy band exercises from physical therapy, yoga stretches on the floor, random dance steps in the kitchen, visits with Kiki in her royal kingdom of the bedroom, washing up the dishes in the sink. And suddenly it was supper time. More soup was consumed. The neighborhood plow went up and down the street several times.

Much later, I finally looked in my date book and saw that a friend’s book launch event was today and I had forgotten and missed it by a solid eight hours. I hate when I do that. That would have been worth driving in the snow for and less aggravating than the choices made at home. Today’s lessons include remembering to check the date book because not everything is in a Facebook event that will pop up in a reminder. Live and learn.