I woke up to a white world this morning. Snow covered the ground - for the third time this month. I walked out on my patio and sank about ten centimeters into some wet, heavy white stuff and winds blew around me at a brisk 75 km an hour and whipped my hair into a frenzy. I shuddered and ran back inside. Normally I would be slogging my way through insane traffic to go to work, but kismet intervened this time - our company is moving into a brand new building. Moving hundreds of people into a new construction is akin to a military manoeuvre and we are supposed to be 'working' from home and are on an enforced day off tomorrow. Amazing how quickly I can get through work when an unfinished blanket is calling my name. There truly is progress being made - the blanket is wide enough to span the back of a sofa, but still a long way to go before it protects me from the elements!
Hard to believe that a couple of weeks ago I was basking in glorious sunshine surrounded by palm trees with the only frozen thing being the margarita on the patio table next to me.