Storm Day, Take 2

I went to work this morning only moderately delayed by my somnolence, indecision about my wardrobe and the traffic entering the business park. I was ready to take on the day. By 11:00am, I was back in my house making tea and whipping up some granola bars to snack on this afternoon.

This is what it looks like outside of my house:

It actually looks much better than it really is. About 10 centimetres have fallen since I took this photo. I'll have to shovel our driveway before Andrew gets home. There isn't much chance that he'll be able to get the Civic over the plow "leavings" at the end of our driveway.

This is what it looks like inside my house:

It actually looks much better than it really is... This is my "take home" work.

If you look closely, you'll see a novel in the upper left hand corner of the table (Zermatt by Frank Schaeffer - I cannot get enough of Calvin Becker!!!!), a Best Practices Guide for Dispensary Operations that I am editing (given some of the typos on this blog, I'm sure you're all experiencing facial twitches just thinking about my editing skills! Trust me, I'm much better with a pen and paper. Spell check and auto-correct on Microsoft Word have made me a tad lazy when I type). In the centre, under my current WIP, an Avril wool scarf (thanks again Kat), is my Employee Performance Review. I have to do a review of my own performance before getting reviewed tomorrow. A sharp eye will notice that there are two Advil Liqui-gels sitting on the placemat to the right of my pens and granola bars. Those puppies are going to get me through the rest of that personal review.

Not pictured: Huge pile of files. Ich.

Now, because I can't work at home without a bit of a break from the worktable, I have something to show you. I think it might pique Norma's interest.

Does anyone recognize the patterns? Robin Hansen, perhaps?

These mittens were made by my wonderful paternal Grandmother (who wears her beautiful hair in a bun every day and is the most wonderful, admirable 85-year-old woman I've ever known - not a day goes by that she doesn't do some sort of handwork! She's ALWAYS knitting or quilting or candle-wicking).

The pink and purple mittens as well as the grey ones are mine, the rest are all brand new and belong to my husband. He also received a pair of gloves from my grandmother this Christmas. I think she likes him. He wasn't able to see her the night that I dubbed her and her sisters "The Holy Trinity of Knitting" so he sent along a tracing of his hand. The gloves and mittens fit him perfectly. He's a very happy camper. I would have taken a photo of the gloves, but he's wearing them today.

On a side note, I talked to my pal this afternoon and she helped me to decide to take a creative writing course with her. I hope they've still got room for me. It should have started tonight, but was cancelled because of the snow. If the class had started tonight, I would have been hanging out with her 8-year-old son while she went to the class (her husband is out of town so I had offered to take care of him). I'm kind of disappointed that I didn't get to hang out with her little guy - I had pulled Mastermind and Clue out of the closet last night and I was going to unearth my comic book collection for him to take a look at. (I spent my early years going to my dad's drug store after school - I've got a LOT of comic books.) HOWEVER, with the way it worked out, I'm now going to be taking the course with her!!!!! YAY!!!!!!

OK, back to the table!