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Mostly just a Thursday

I don’t know how you spent your Valentine’s Day, but I went the traditional route: visiting a campus with my boss and talking to instructors about the courses they teach and the textbooks they use. I’m just a hopeless romantic that way.

I mean, sure, the school is located at the corner of Valentines Lane, and one of the professors actually has his office in the same place my sister had her wedding reception. But I’m not sure I’d call it a very Valentines-y day.

I did get to sleep a little bit late, since the school’s only about fifteen minutes from my front door. And that’s always quite lovely. Mostly, though, it was just a Thursday.

The leap home

I wish I could say the last couple of days have been a whirlwind of excitement and that’s why I haven’t posted here. But unless you count a handful of Quantum Leap episodes as excitement — and it’s still a good show, but I wouldn’t go that far — that really won’t hold up under close examination. Thanks to the snow, I didn’t even go to my weekly writing group. Which is a shame, because aside from the morning pages I haven’t been doing any writing at all. And today, I didn’t even remember to do the morning pages until 2:30 in the afternoon.

Mostly, I’ve been going to work in the morning, watching over the dog, getting woken up several times in the middle of the night by the dog, and going to bed earlier than usual just so getting woken up by the dog won’t lose me the decent night’s sleep I need to go to work in the morning.

Plus some Quantum Leap. It holds up surprisingly well.

Nemo in snowy slumberland

It has definitely been a weird week.

That picture up above is before the worst of last night’s snow, in the early evening when, out with the dog, I was led to think, you know, maybe this historic world-crushing snowstorm isn’t going to be so bad after all.

Well, we didn’t lose power or heat, but between that photo and the time that I woke up — around 6, and let me just say, on a Saturday? — we gained maybe another foot and a half of snow. It was now fun shoveling and snow-blowing off the driveway this morning. I spent an hour and a half at it this morning, and I still only made a dent. A large-ish dent, granted, but both cars are still covered in snow. I’ll take a look at them again shortly, but I’m really hoping the afternoon sun will do some damage.

I did get to stay home from the office yesterday. We were open, and I spent the day working, but doing so from home. My boss had given us permission yesterday to leave early if we thought the weather and commute were going to be really bad. The Long Island Railroad was already talking about shutting itself down before the early evening. I took my laptop home with me just in case. And then when I woke up on Friday, it was already snowing and I made a judgment call. It was a call to my boss to see if my judgment was something I could follow up on. But I was genuinely worried about getting stuck in Manhattan, especially with a hungry dog at home waiting all by himself.

So I worked from home, and for most of the day actually felt a little silly about it. The snow turned to rain for most of the afternoon, and while nasty and wet, it wasn’t exactly snowmaggedon. Even by around 9 o’clock that evening, I was thinking, is that it? I made myself some scrambled eggs for dinner and settled into the mistake that was watching the 2012 version of Total Recall. You can read all my tweets about the movie here, which is probably more informative than trying to go through it all again, and certainly more entertaining than the movie itself. (Even if you don’t find my tweets entertaining at all, trust me, the movie is lousy.)

Today I’m really just hanging out, since I’m still kind of snow-bound. (Also tired. Did I mention I’ve been up since 6 am?) No idea what I’ll do today, though I promised myself I’d write for at least half an hour. Aside from morning pages, I’ve fallen out of the habit this week. It’s been a weird one, have I mentioned?

Maybe next week I’ll actually go into the office more than one day. That’d be weird.