The weatherman told us we’d get a little bit of snow on Friday. The bastard lied. We got non-stop thick snow for most of the day and wound up with around eight to ten inches. My dog was not amused.
She hopped around in it for a bit, completely disappearing.
I loved it…right up until the point when both our power and internet decided to go out.
I handled it fairly well. I lived in the Dominican Republic for two years when I was in my twenties, dealing with power outages was a daily occurrence, so I have loads of experience.
What do I do with my time? I reread the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs (the ones I had in paperback in any case.) I also read a few of Mary Balogh’s novels. Oh, and I made some headway on a less exciting non-fiction book that I’ve been putting off.
My beloved hubby did NOT handle being without power and internet. Accurate depiction of him:
He also whined a bit (and by that I mean constantly), and I ended up feeling a bit like this:
Did you get any snow this weekend?