I moved my office to my home at the beginning of the year. So far its been a mostly positive experience. On cold winter days, no more driving across town in the cold, getting all bundled up, all I do is put on my fuzzy slippers and walk up a flight of stairs, cup of hot tea in my hand, to my office. It’s warm and cozy in here. And I am getting more accomplished each day, not nearly as many distractions as in the office building downtown. All good. Yesterday it snowed some, and I didn’t have to go out and slip and slide on the icy roads.

Then this morning I wake up to another foot of fresh snow. The radio is blaring out the closures. All schools and most businesses are closed for the day. Everyone gets a snow day! I turn to Facebook to hear stories of sledding and building snowmen, friends watching movies for the whole day in their pajamas or reading a great novel.  Everyone loves those days when they have an excuse to just enjoy the day, when it is impossible and excused to stay home and do nothing. It’s good for the soul.

Where am I you ask? You guessed it, in my office working away in my fuzzy slippers with my cup of tea.  It was easy to walk up the stairs this morning. Not a snowflake on me. I had no excuse. My office wasn’t hard to get to at all.  I tried to give myself permission to just take the day off like everyone else, but without an excuse, I couldn’t convince myself to do it. I’m working away, just like every other day as I occasionally look out the window at my neighbor on his dune buggy pulling a sled behind it down the street filled with giggling grandchildren. Maybe I’ll give my self permission to shut down a little early and see if he will give me a ride 🙂