It’s snowing.

I know, right?

And blowing.  Basically snowing and blowing now for several hours.  Like a little blizzard or something.  It actually looks like winter out there.

And I do NOT know why I am so bloody shocked. I mean really.  Right?

It did this yesterday and when I woke up everything that had been brown was white again.  Then it all melted away by noon or so, and I was left wondering if I dreamed the white stuff. Because all that had been brown, then white, was now brown again.  Crazy times dude.   It started snowing after dinner and basically has not stopped, just gotten more intense.

OK.  Now I’m peeved.  There is a mouse bebopping around the living room as I write this.  I keep seeing him (her???) out of the corner of my eye as I’m sitting here.  Which is making me crazy cause it’s like seeing things that you know aren’t there.  What in the sam hell is this mouse doing???  There are umpteen traps set in strategic locations throughout the bloody house.  Why is he not trapped???  And now I’ve got a dilemma.  Should I get up and move the chair to see him scurry away?  And then what would I do?  Remember the mouse in the daughter’s t-shirt drawer?  Right.  He traversed every damn drawer and then the length of the bedroom to finally end up in the far recesses of the closet.  It is 2:30 a.m.  I do NOT want to wake the household hunting a flipping mouse.  Little bastard.  OK. I’m going to ignore him.  Tonight he gets a pass.  There he went, under the footstool.  What I wouldn’t give for a cat right now.  And I don’t do cats let me tell you.  I am sooooo not a cat person, nosirreebob.  But right now–my kingdom for a cat! (H/T to Shakespeare.)

OK, back to the snow.  I was just about to make an appointment for Friday to get the snow tires taken off my car.  We’ve practically given up on skiing, both downhill and cross-country and have been considering turning in the equipment.  I started filling the drawers withher spring and summer wardrobe.  I put the wool hats and mittens away with the cedar pieces.  I had actually accepted the fact that we would not have winter, nor any snow to speak of.

Now what am I going to do??????????????

First thing?  I’m working on NO EXPECTATIONS.  As in, I’m not going to expect a single, darn-tootin’ thing.  Not going to expect snow and winter.   Not going to expect sun and spring.  Not going to expect more ski days.  Not going to expect raking days (as in raking the bazillion leaves I didn’t get to in the fall).

I’m just going to be.  As in, I’m going to be one with the Universe.  And I’m just going to go with the flow as it flows on by.  If it’s going to snow, I’ll wear a sweater.  And plan a ski day.  And leave the damn snow tires in place.  And if it’s going to be sunny and warm and all spring-like, then we’ll go outside and rake some dead leaves and soak up some Vitamin D.

And I’m going to stop looking at the calendar and trying to figure out what season we’re actually in here.  Sound like a plan?  Yeah, I think so too.

Blessings be.