Your Unemployed Daughter

I’m back at home (working from home, that is) after 2 weeks (12 days to be exact!) of in-office doings, and it’s nice, Iron-and-Wine soundtracked, cozy and warm with caffeine at the ready—just as Snow-pac-looza-lypse emerges in all of its glory. In Old Man Winter’s honor I shall present this video, which dear friend S. sent me.

For you amateur documentarians and weather aficionados, here is an actual picture of my “backyard” (i.e., the view from my 2nd floor apartment’s southern-most window).

That yellow box-like thing covered by several inches of snowness is the firestarter’s old, burned-out fridge, btw… We like to call that a palimpsest.

I do hope all this snow won’t mean a delay on my new Nike sneaks, which I await with great anticipation. I got blue.

Addendum: Sneakers have arrived! And it’s stilllllll snoooowwwwwing! Fed Ex is the new USPS.