After a long evening of transferring files from the old ‘puter to the new, my refurbished Dell Dimension 3000 is humming happily (and quietly) beneath my desk.
I still need to rescue my bookmarks from the old computer, though, and reinstall all my programs, and other new-computer-type things.
For now, though, I’m going to bed.
Tomorrow I get to open my gifts from Aaron. I get to watch Aaron open the gifts I got for him. There’s snow aplenty to make for a white Christmas. I’m bringing a sausage cake to Lakewood on Saturday. I don’t have to work for four, count ’em, *four* days.
So why do I still feel unenthused?
I feel like something’s wrong. Something’s missing.
And the first person who tells me I’m missing the Christ in my Christmas gets a big ol’ comment ban from Yours Truly. Constructive comments, however, are always welcome. Especially from Amy, who seems to have her finger on the pulse of my general weird depresso phases.
OK. Yesterday I said, and I quote:
My vote is that the Toledo/Maumee area will get maybe four inches, and that the salt crews will be on the ball to clear the roads early.
I was wrong, on both counts.
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Before I compose my rant on how wrong I was about the weather last night, take a look at how my neighborhood fared.
I took these photos around 6pm, after Aaron had left for work.
A view from our front door
Aaron shoveled the driveway while I was at work
The front yard, as seen from the street
*this* was the biggest nightmare: braving our unplowed street
So, let’s just say I’m glad I don’t have to go anywhere tomorrow, and neither does Aaron. We can stay home, open presents, drink some decaf, and enjoy the astronomical electric bill—er, I mean, the warmth. :-/
Nearly everyone at work was throwing a hairy conniption about the impending snowstorm tonight. “What if it’s a Level 3 snow emergency in Wood County, but not here in Lucas County?” “If I get a ticket for driving in a snow emergency, will Sky pay for it?” “What if I can’t make it in, but I don’t have any more personal days left?” And on and on. Our department, and eventually the entire company, had to send out an e-mail about weather-related procedures and what to do in the event of an actual emergency.
The part of me that remembers growing up in or around the snowbelt just shrugs and is vaguely pleased about having a white Christmas. Leave a little early for work in the morning, since our neighborhood is at the bottom of the plow-me list. Take some pictures of snowy Christmas lights tomorrow night. No reason to be all freaked out.
So, we’ll see how many people show up late to work tomorrow, how many people call in, and how many complaints I hear about the snowy commute from Bowling Green to Maumee. My vote is that the Toledo/Maumee area will get maybe four inches, and that the salt crews will be on the ball to clear the roads early. We’ll see.