Earlier today I was snuggled deep under my blankets looking at the weather reports, contemplating whether or not I really think a hurricane can actually effect a town 5 hours inland. For a few minutes I started to plan what I would do when this idea of a hurricane dumps several inches of snow on my home in the mountains.
I planned what comfort foods I could eat, what sweatshirt I would wear, and most importantly, what I would watch on Netflix to keep me entertained.*
It all sounded so lovely- a fire in the fireplace, Netflix, blankets, hot chocolate.
It really was going to be a nice couple of days.
And then I remembered I work from home. I freelance. I don't get snow days.
And then the weather models changed. No more freak storm headed at us. Just some rain and a 40 degree temperature drop. (not cool!)
I'm a little disappointed.
So long, Hurricane Sandy. We hardly knew ye.
*I had decided it is finally time to sit down and get involved with "Doctor Who." I'm a nerd girl to the core. I just haven't had the time yet to watch it. But I fully expect to become a huge fan when I do finally get past the first episode. I've been waiting for a good stomach flu or appendicitis or something to give me the time needed to invest in the series.