Yup – this is pretty much what it looks like out there on March 24. It’s been snowing since early morning – and it’s still snowing and it doesn’t look anywhere close to stopping.
Which will likely cancel our snowshoeing trip tomorrow. Is it not ironic that too much snow stops you from showshoeing? Yeah – the problem is getting there.
Okay – plan B. There is always a plan B right?
Snowshoeing for a while on the property across the street – that would be Plan B. The driveway is snowed in again and the road is awful.
Sigh.
I finished my story – about 7,000 words – so a good long one. It’s title is “Sad.”
Shit.
Every day I feel like I am pulling myself up by my bootstraps. And I keep doing that. But I’ve written about this before and repetition gets boring.
I think I shall concoct some creative ideas this afternoon and evening to make things a touch more exciting. After all, I ought to be able to come up with something. If I can imagine my stories, I can imagine my life.
