In which it’s winter. And slow at work. And I can walk! (Oh, wait, I already could walk. Yeah. It’s that I can see! Yeah, I can see! It’s a miracle! A five hundred dollar miracle!)

I overheard the moms in the office saying that the schools will be closed tomorrow… due to the weather.

The weather that has been here now for three days. Ahem.

The roads and parking lots are slowly being plowed. There doesn’t appear to be any sand or de-icer down anywhere yet, so everything is still completely treacherous. The busses and cops and ambulances are all running chains.

Right now, it’s 2 degrees out and there’s a winter storm watch in effect.

I never thought I’d have anything really good to say about the city of Fairfield, but I’ll tell you what: when you live there, you don’t wait three days after the sky dumps a foot of snow on the ground to see the damn tractors out!

Work was hideously slow today, so I made this, this, this, and this. During my lunch break our network went down for nearly an hour, so no VoIP calls, no surfing, and no control panel. Fun times.

Yesterday, I picked up my new glasses. I can see really, really well through them. It’s wonderful.

Today, I picked up my new contacts. I can see really, really well through them. It’s wonderful.

Did you know that you can buy contact lens solutions on the cheap if you get them directly from your optician? Well, I didn’t! Not until today, when I purchased a box containing a bottle of conditioning solution, a bottle of cleaner, a contact lens case, and 4 liquid enzyme cleaners – for only $8.49! At the store all of that would cost over $25. I’m astonished! And pleased!

And also pissed off, because it means that in the twenty years I’ve been wearing contacts I’ve paid much, much more than I should have for Boston solutions. Gah.

 

6 Responses to Bored to tears and it's not even hump day yet.

  1. V says:

    Three days?!? That’s just nuts. We got half a foot of snow this afternoon, the main roads were done by this evening, and I never really gave it much thought–the things we take for granted! School will most likely be on as usual tomorrow, and everyone will be hitting the grocery stores & bringing in wood because there’s another rather ominous sounding storm predicted for Thursday…. Welcome to winter!

    I know, right?! Sheesh. They haven’t had a winter like this here for twelve years; I moved here to AVOID THIS SHIT! -m

  2. E.C. says:

    I’ve grown unaccustomed to sub-freezing temperatures. I just want to stay inside when I should really be outside enjoying the snow and the pretty lights.

    There’s cold, and then there’s too-cold-to-enjoy-pretty-lights cold! -m

  3. birdfarm says:

    you read my blizzard tweets. (if not pretend you did.) i am convinced that my 3.5-hour commute last night was direct retribution from the gods for laughing at W2’s pathetic plowing.

    um. can i just say in a third place, that i totally love your totoro, i didn’t know you were into totoro, and now i adore you even more than i did before.

    xoxo

    Yay! -m

  4. You would think they would at least try to throw some sand down
    or something. Last night, they plowed my road. You know, the ice. WTF?So I slid to work again today.
    School is closed in the anticipation of the snow that will fall tonight. I have so much more faith in the educators of Walla2 now.I’m guessing they will just begin Winter Break this week and make up days later. Because it makes perfect sense to close classes the day before the winter storm. To someone.
    I’m still intimidated by the Storm Trooper from cubeecraft.com. But it’s hella slow again so, I may attempt it and face my fears.

    I will never understand why they had school the first two days of this storm and then closed it after they’d finally gotten the roads semi-passable; never. -m

  5. Jim@HiTek says:

    Well, you see, in W2, they always plow near the prison last.

    Hah! -m

  6. shenry says:

    Snow storms: fun to look at, but a bitch to drive in.

    Is that a panda hiding in your newest bentos pictures?

    Yeah, it’s a little plastic pick. I stabbed some helpless cheddar with him! -m