Practising for Retirement

So.

We are still snowed in. As much as I *thought* I looked forward to a day or two being unarguably house bound, I find myself resenting it, just a little bit.

The Boy finally made it home today, after being snowbound at a friends house for the last 2 days and nights.

The Road is still a disaster and currently The Neighbor We've Never Actually Talked To is attempting to tackle the vicious drifts with a puny little snowblower.

Good luck with that, then.

I was able to work from home today, and am happy because I would have been anxious about the projects I am managing. So that's good.

J. and I had the house to ourselves all day Sunday. It was as if life had suddenly fast-forwarded to give us a glimpse of our life 30 years from now. At home, making home made chicken noodle soup, tv tuned to either the History Channel, or Discovery, watching the weather, commenting on the weather, talking in depth about the weather, swearing at the weather, entertaining neighbors, tending to our menagerie of pets, and worrying about our kids.

I'm cool with a life like that in 30 years. As a matter of fact, I look forward to it.