Somewhere under all that: my temporary wheels
One of our contract people returned to the fold today after a sabbatical working elsewhere for a while. I immediately suggested she should do something to celebrate. It's been fifteen years and I celebrate every single day I come to work, I assured her.Once the folks at the office found out I was selling stuff off, they began bidding on DVDs and CDs before I could get them to the record shops. Naturally, yesterday's mail brought three invitations from record clubs to cancel and renew my memberships and get 12 free CDs a pop, so I immediately began pondering how I might replenish my lost collection...
Last night as I was leaving the office I believed I saw that telltale fog creeping over the mountain range, and sure enough as I was leaving the store with batteries and cat litter, a fine snow had started falling, and it really never let up all day today until I was leaving work, to find my car's windows all coated in ice.
