With Snowmagedon coming, I made it home safely. My job is to keep the home fires burning (literally) while Himself handles stuff at work.
My footprints that I left when I arrived an hour and a half ago are already covered. I've got my french toast fixins' and the pets have food (very important because I don't want to become a midnight snack). The Mighty Og sent a text to see if I was home and to offer shelter if I needed it.
I've got food, shelter, and heat and the pets are safe with me and Himself is safe at work. The major downside is that I won't see him probably until Thursday but each of us is doing what needs to be done. My mind is at ease because he's in and safe and his mind is at ease (as much as can be) because I've got things under control here (so far).
Maybe I'll go bake some cookies.
1 week ago