White Out

Denver has been hit by a crazy amount of snow these past few days.  It started yesterday morning.  I woke up, ran the dogs outs and realized I would need to leave for work several minutes early.  I heated up the car, brushed abou 2 inches of snow off and eventually made my way to work.

This morning was worse. I woke up around 5 and leashed the dogs.  I made my way down the steps down to the parking lot, and Boone took a leap, landing in snow up to his shoulders in snow.  “Awww fuck.” I groaned.  Several inches of white powder filled the parking lot, covered the cars and made walking the dogs – interesting.

The snow hasn’t stopped all day.   It’s been coming down at a constant pace.  So, I took the opportunity and left wok early.  I am gonna catch shit from the guys tomorrow.  “You’re from Chicago. You should be used to this.”  I hear them saying. (They say that everytime it snows ” so, do you feel like you’re back home?”) 

I already gor a text fro Madride.  ‘Slacker’ he said, jokingly.  And yeah, I am.  I admitted  it.  And I have the perfect answer for them all tomorrow.

Today was the perfect snowday, I’ll tell them.  And once in a while, you need to just leave work early to go romp in the snow with the dogs.  You need to allow yourself that.  You gotta work to live, not live to work. 

So, while they idle away at work (and i do mean idle, there was nothing to do there today, half the crew couldn’t make it in) I will be having a glas of wine in front of my fire place, I’ll pull on a coat and more boots and go run around like an idiot on the tennis courts with the furballs, and I’ll appreciate the day a little more. 

I love Colorado.