NOOOO snow! If you want snow you can come help me defrost our freezer next week
I have moved in deep snow before and I am soooo not doing that again. I would love snow if it weren't for what it does to the roads. I get all scared and paranoid when there is ice on the roads. When we lived in Colorado there were a couple of bad ice storms and coming home from work in them we saw many accidents and almost got in to a few ourselves. Car fishtailing and sliding all over the place... so scary. We saw one car which was completely straddling the median and too many on their backs ~ it was pretty intense. Ice makes me very nervous.
But if it wants to snow after Christmas, I can live with that. Just not before we move. Moving furniture and boxes in the mud is hard enough; moving them around in the snow really stinks.
I was happy for the excuse to buy plates and bowls. I'll bring home the leftovers and pack up our dishes to save some time later.
If I can find more boxes, that is. We're totally out and every lead I've had has dried up. The neurotic over-obsessive planner in me is going a bit bonkers, actually. I'm home, I have all this time that I could be packing and no boxes to pack in. I try to clean up, but then I get overwhelmed because I keep thinking "I could be putting this in a box... I could be putting this in a box... I SHOULD be putting this in a box..." It's hard because most places have very specific times when you can find boxes, if they let you at all, and Mick is always working at those times. He hasn't gotten home before 7 all week. Tomorrow he promised to go in to work an hour early to be sure that he's home before 6.
Nate totally gets his OCD from his mother. In case you haven't noticed.