The Snow We've Been Getting

We had snow since the beginning of the month. It has been last Monday since I had consistent access to a sidewalk. Not only are the sidewalks covered to where I can't find them, but the piles are too high for me to walk through them without getting more than a minimal amount of pant leg wet. Needless to say, a lot of commutes I have had to make had me walking on the street but as close to the curb as possible.

Last Tuesday and Wednesday, the office where my mom works was closed. My stepdad had to work Tuesday, but the store ended up closing early, and he had the day off on Wednesday anyway. Wednesday is also one of the days when I do my volunteer work at a local thrift store, but last Wednesday it was closed and today, the weather was too risky for me to go over there without at least arranging a ride.

Things that were supposed to happen this month ended up not happening because of the weather. The fashion show that my mom and I were supposed to participate in this past Sunday had been postponed by a month. The work night that the aforementioned thrift store (for anyone, staff member or not, to come in if they wished in order to help further things along) that was scheduled for tomorrow ended up getting cancelled because of the weather.

Then, there's my job search. I have not been able to turn in a single job application last week because of the snow and the very bitter cold. I have one filled out that I hope to turn in tomorrow, and I'm hoping to seek out more. (Unfortunately, I will have to walk on the street for longer distances than what it takes to get to my volunteer work.) The snow does not change the fact that I've got student loans to pay off and not to mention I want to minimize my dependency on either of my parents (in addition to not wanting to let them down).

As a kid, I enjoyed the snow, especially if I got a chance to play in it. I remember various times when I've even built snowmen. As an adult, I've found it hard to enjoy. For one thing, it's keeping me from doing things I need to go out and do or at least making it difficult. Another is that I feel I have to much "indoor stuff" to do that I don't feel right about going outside without having any business calling me there. Also, while it'd be one thing to be out playing in the snow if my nephew 8-year-old were around, it seems silly for me to be playing in it by myself at 25 (especially given, again, the "indoor stuff" there is for me to do; but if I run out of it, MAYBE I'll consider going outside).

I will say though, it is pretty to look at. I'll sometimes look out the window at it. (And to think in the last couple of months it didn't look like we'd get any.) Being out in it is just a different matter. I'm hoping it doesn't become too much of a problem for me this month.