Day 2

Day 2.  (Day 3 of Icemaggedon)  Cabin fever has fully set in, kindled by my 'aha' iced tree moment yesterday. I have embraced the fact that I am not (and perhaps will never be) one of those women who can throw together whatever ingredients one finds in the pantry or refrigerator and voila! a magically delicious meal ensues.  Oh, no. I am a "make a list of the ingredients in whatever I'm cooking the one night a week that I cook and go to the store to get it" kind of gal.   I have GOT to get out of here.  Why didn't I think of this earlier?  I live blocks away from downtown, which is stock full of delicious restaurants, inviting pubs, and cozy cafes.  They turned out to truly be a sanctuary this day. I spent hours in a cafe, followed by hours in a pub.  (The walk home was strangely warmer than the walk there...hehe)  What warmed me most were random, extended conversations throughout the day.  New connections, seedling friendships.

This sign caught my eye on the way home.  Not only because I was walking in the middle of the road-- on one of the two non-icey tire paths that had been carved out--but because the entire day I had given myself permission

to use the full lane.