After the Storm

Down in Williamsburg, where Paul and his friends are enjoying the indoor water park at the Great Wolf Lodge, there is eight inches of snow.


Forty minutes from here, where my sister lives, there is also a lot of snow. In New York City there was a blizzard. Apparently, much of the East Coast was hit hard. But here in the D.C. suburbs, the snow removal crews waited and waited for the big snow.

Since snow wasn't a problem and Paul wasn't home, I went out to Rockville with Ben. I dropped him off at the rock climbing gym and headed to The Container Store, where I fell in love with the idea of redoing the closet that Ben and Paul share. I especially loved the pull-out shoe racks.


My dreaming came to a quick halt, however, when I read the project plan the closet designer gave me and saw that the first step would be to "empty the closet." Oh, yes; that little step! Well, maybe some day.

Later Ben and I had lunch at Clyde's and then watched Ghost Writer on our new Apple TV at home.

This morning there was just a half inch of snow on the ground, which covered everything with a pretty layer of white. It's cold and the wind is howling, with a Wind Advisory in effect. Safe and warm in my cozy and quiet home, I think of of those who are struggling to get home safely through the aftermath of the big storm, and hope for their safe return.