A Writer's Life

By Awriterslife

Snow day

We woke up to a frozen city. It had ice rained part of the night. I opened the door, looked at the ice, and decided that I wouldn’t set foot outside. After all, if the schools are closed, why should I send my kiddo to daycare?

So we had a pj day. Part wonderful, part hectic, and a bit difficult at moments. I managed to somewhat catch up a tiny bit with my friend Jo in Germany, but between a grunting Henri and a demanding Oli, it wasn’t the best conversation.

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