I'm sitting in my apartment on #15 St. John's Road, intermittently watching the heavy flakes of snow falling outside my window and the slow scroll on the bottom of my television screen of school/college/universities that are closed in Massachusetts.
The prediction is for 3-6 inches more of snow before this all ends at around 3 PM - but I think we've already gotten close to 6 inches. One forecaster predicted as much as 8 inches. I would tend to agree with that last amount.
This would be in addition to the two feet of snow that just got dumped here. I don't know where or how it will be piled once they plow it.
Really. There are some BIG piles of snow around here!
I'm just a little off my game this morning. The heat in my apartment had been turned off in December and no one remembered to have it turned back on. I was so busy getting settled that I really didn't notice how cold it was in here until it was time to join my housemates in the two apartments below for dinner.
It was 58 degrees.
We did get security to come - a lovely man named "Eddie" - who got the Buildings and Grounds guy on call - a real character named "Mo". Well, with a name like "Mo" of course you're going to be a character.
He got the radiators to work around 9:30 but it didn't get above 60 degrees in here until 2:30 AM. It finally got comfortable around 5:30 this morning.
So, I begin my first morning just a little blurry-eyed and not so bushy-tailed, but the snow has brought everything to a halt anyway, so there's no need to rush off anywhere, anyway.
My new coffee pot works brilliantly, making a great pot of coffee, and I had some left over dessert for breakfast.
My housemates are warm and caring and perfectly lovely people. I'm so very blessed.
The television and cable work just fine, keeping me informed of the snow predictions and school closing and traffic patterns.
I don't yet have Wifi (the router will come sometime on Monday or Tuesday) so I'm tethered to the modum for now. Which is fine. At least I can get email and blog.
Ever notice how these things have a way of balancing and working themselves out?
This is the view from one of my windows.
You can see the snow is coming down in a windy flurry of white fluffy stuff. It seems to be clinging to the branches but since it's not a heavy wet snow, there won't be as much damage to the trees as the last storm brought with it.
The forecast is calling for FRIGID temps this weekend which will not be pleasant, but thankfully, I did pack lots of warm sweaters and my new boots keep my feet nice and toasty warm.
I will be attempting to head out to Harvard Square later this morning, after my appointment with my adviser. I do need to get a few "provisions" - beyond coffee and diet coke, bread and butter.
A little protein would be good, methinks. Maybe a piece of fruit.
I hope I'm able to get some of the books for some of my courses. It would be grand to spend this frigid weekend snuggled up under some comforters and reading, in anticipation of some wonderful class discussion.
If not, I'm sure I'll find a way to keep myself busy.
This is Cambridge, MA, after all. And, I have just begun a whole new adventure.
It's just off to a fairly slow start. Which, actually, fills me with a sense of gratitude.
Having just begun the journey, I already don't want it to end.
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