Trudging Along

Less than two weeks ago, I was more than 10,000 miles, and basking in the summer sun. Today I walked one mile each way to a family Christmas party. I walked because I didn’t want to risk the driving, you see, we had 15 inches of snow come down today. To be honest, as much as I like the warmth, and as much as I love the beach, it is weather like this that I really love.

It’s been a peaceful Saturday with not too much going on, which is a good thing since most traveling has had to be cancelled due to the extreme weather. With nothing more stressful than deciding between hot chocolate and spiked egg nog plaguing me, this has been a glorious day.

I love the deep, quiet snow especially as I trudge through it as it lays on the golf course with the shades-of-brown scenery of bare trees and lightly falling snow at 10 at night. I love how sore my bake and legs will be tomorrow morning due to the hours of shoveling I did today. I love the constant snuffling I’ve developed… I actually do: it signifies how active I have been able to be over the past week working outside.

Life since I’ve been back has been excellent. I have been surrounded by my family, including several adorable nieces and nephews. And friends galore! It is just such a good feeling to be visiting my old haunts and see old friends. It must be the whole idea of a big fish in a small pond: it is really easy to enjoy myself when I feel this confident with myself and am in a place where I know a large percentage of the population.

Well, the spiked egg nog has kicked in and I’m feeling too mellow to continue typing… time to go socialize. I hope the approach of Christmas is finding you all well, and thank you for continuing reading as long as you have.

Peace!