Snow Day

So far, I've had three days off this week due to the inclement weather. Inclement? According to Mr. Merriam Webster that word means lacking mildness, or physically severe; however it sounds like such an impotent word to describe the winter wonderland Dallas is experiencing.
I realized today while I was driving up the ramp covered in a sheet of ice with tire grooves from previous explorers, that I don't have the same relationship with snow that I once did as a child. Snow definitely gets me excitable. I remember last Friday I was high-fiving my coworker, and getting animated as I do at the thought of these days. Thank you snow and ice for not letting me down. But I have absolutely no desire to go frolic in it as I once did. I spent 5 minutes scrapping the ice off the windshield and I thought I had given my numbsicle fingers frost bite. I think the best part of this past week has been getting to spend it indoors in the comfort of our cozy little living room that we've turned into a makeshift loft with our bed in front of the tv, wrapped up in blankets next to my baby. Pictures will be posted to give an idea of the little fort we've made. I realize throughout the moments I spend with Donna, that I'm at a place in my life I've never experienced before. I'm at a comfort level that I've never known within myself, let alone with anyone else. It's splendid. It's so many things, it makes me able to breath easier, and feel so relaxed and I feel like I'm not lacking so much within myself. I like who I am. Sure, there are plenty of things from the top of my head to the tip of my toe to work on. But for the first time in my life I feel like I am going in a direction that I am completely sure of, and even though I can't predict the weather, I'm going to make the best of it.