I had thought that the nor'easter every third day had gotten old rather quickly. It is like being on a merry-go-round -- first the storm day, then the clean up day, then the scramble to get errands done day to be prepared before the events repeat themselves. Storm. Clean. Ready. Repeat. It reminded me of that silly movie Groundhog Day. The feeling of repetition brings odd thoughts -- how many storms have there been in the past two weeks? Really -- or are you just imagining more since you dislike them so much? Will I be able to get out the door tomorrow morning? The later is uppermost in my mind right this minute. Often the storm door (which opens out) must be forced to open just a couple of inches. Hands must be used to move enough snow to get the shovel out the door and then the door open enough for a human to pass through. This challenge seems rather absurd especially when I think of trying to explain snow and ice to people in Thailand -- where 70F temperatures lead them to wear sweaters and longer skirts and pants <smile>. I keep hearing their response to an explanation of the -35C temperature we'd left in Saskatchewan. One young man noted this must be like a freezer. When we told him it was far colder than a freezer he said, "Why do you live there?" Indeed. An explanation of not being able to get out of the house due to deeper snow on the porch likely would convince them we are not in possession of our full faculties.
I've chosen a song that speaks to the feeling of being stuck in this repetitive 3-day time warp. This was part of the first foray into recording for this quartet. If nothing else, it brings some feelings of relaxation. Enjoy!
Deja Vu -- Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young
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