The drifts are high enough to cover my little dogs, so I have to believe we got close to eight inches of snow today.
I am sick with a horrible cold that just moves head to chest and back again like a jumping jack. Boxes and boxes of tissues. I made a bed in the middle of the living room with two comforters, a pile of pillows, right in front of the TV. All of us,two dogs, a cat and me, snuggled in all day, snoozing or watching the snow fall. An occasional movie on TV. It was a long, long Christmas Day. So sick. I'm still so sick.
I won't be able to get out of the driveway for days unless we get unexpected sunshine. That's a problem. I don't have enough groceries as it is. And the poor dogs haven't got a prayer of a walk in their futures.
This 2010 year cannot be over soon enough. Depression stretches like a white slab of snow under moonlight-- it's pretty out there, but lonely and cold.