It’s snowing. A lot. Like, you’re going to see Denver on the evening news LOT. I think there’s maybe eight inches on the ground now, blowing and drifting, with another 18+ expected by tomorrow night. The kicker?
My kids had school today.
Districts all around us plus the University of Colorado canceled classes, but our district sent the kids for their book larnin’. After school activities are canceled, businesses are shutting down for the day left and right, and sounds like rush hour tonight is going to be horrific. Likely no school tomorrow.
Oh, and our satellite dish is out. At least we still have power. It’s such a wet and heavy snow that the power lines often like to express their displeasure by snapping and demanding some TLC before agreeing to return to work.
My basement office is a cave today, with the snow on top of the window well cover getting heavier and heavier. I have every light on down here and it’s still gloomy.
I’m not getting comments emailed to me…again. A setting must have gotten janked. I did, however, catch the comment that my feed had an extraneous space; that has been corrected and NOW you should be able to subscribe. That’s why my subscriber count went from 105 to 5…that’s my story and I’m sticking to it. I fully expect it to spike…snort.
In a matter of minutes I will have a couple of freezing, wet, hyper boys come blowing into the house, demanding hot chocolate and pleading for me to join them outside. I will provide the hot chocolate and laugh hysterically at the request. I don’t go out in this crap, I did my time in college marching band. This year celebrates 18 years since the Three Hour Rehearsal In Horizontal Sleet and I’m still thawing.
And just in case you think “poor you!,” it’s supposed to be 60 on Monday. Send galoshes, it’s gonna get messy.