Friday, January 10, 2014

Cabin Feverish: not so much

That's the word these days in Indy. A "polar vortex" swirled around Naptown, leaving the city under a white blanket that brought record setting cold. 

Leaving the house was illegal for a day. When it wasn't a crime anymore, the mayor warned against it. And then the sliding semis in our front yard suggested we aught not to venture.

After days at home, the story usually leads to cabin fever. But I haven't felt it yet... (God bless the internet and a job that I can do online for a rare but perfectly-timed stretch.) We're lucky that the power stayed on and the wine never dried up and that we bought cat food ahead of the storm. So all those practical concerns addressed, I kinda wish I could hole up in this cabin a bit longer.

Ah, but then there's the dream of italia in the spring...and the garden to put in (and eat from)...and...


At 7:36 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

good luck with the snow, bella! i know it must be kinda crazy with all of that snow and no way out of the house, but it sounds like you have found a happy medium! tell the snow i miss it, please :).

xx Jackie


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