|View of our backyard from our deck early this morning - first snow of 2019|
This morning I rolled out of my flannel sheeted warmed bed and pulled aside the curtain to the window next to my bed and viewed my back yard as I do every morning. What did I see? a blanket of white snow! Oh no!
I debated whether or not to drive to my 8:15 AM barber appointment. Hmmm, I think not. Not only did I not want to muck up my car with snow and slush but I don't want to take any chance that I would fall. Just yesterday I fell again. This time I fell from a small step ladder while I was putting up a string of Christmas lights outside. I lost my footing on the ladder and fell backwards, hitting my head on a small crepe myrtle tree. Bang! No concussion I guess, I'm still here. With my arthritis I just don't have the agility that I had when I was younger. I especially don't have that agility when walking on snow and ice.
I called my barber and told her that I had to cancel my appointment today. It was just as well because she hadn't even left her home, I was her first appointment. She said she didn't have to rush now. I asked for an appointment tomorrow morning. She said she would call me.
Every winter I worry about the snow and if it's going to interfere with my travel plans. Next Wednesday Clarence my ride is scheduled to drive me to Philadelphia. It's always a roll of the dice weather wise. At least I don't have to catch a plane so I have that flexibility. Christmas Eve I return home from Philadelphia. I still don't have my ride confirmed. If I don't have a ride by then I can always take Lyft. Done that before, more expensive but still gets me home. I have to work at the hotel Christmas Eve.
One thing about living her in southern Delaware is that we rarely get snow and when we do get it, it doesn't last long. Unlike our former home in Pennsylvania. If we had a heavy snow in November the snow would be on the ground right through April. The thirteen years that we've lived here in coastal Delaware, the longest we've had snow on the ground was about a week. Just another reason I moved to Delaware. But one thing about living in Philadelphia, which we did for about twenty-five years, I always could get to the airport, snow or no snow. Miss that.