It's snowing again today. At one point we had a lull where the snow seemed to stop just as the plow came. We moved the cars, swept the decks, played with the dog and could see the sun creeping out from behind a cloud. Then suddenly it was as if someone shook our snow globe and snow was swirling and whirling in a frenzy. The deck is once again covered, the sun can no longer be seen and aside from the wind it would be a great day to be on the mountain skiing or snowboarding.
Unfortunately, I can't seem to be bothered to go. Instead, I'm watching it fall, contemplating a hot beverage and enjoying my nice warm slippers. I want to be more enthusiastic about getting out there on the hill and recreating in the fluffy, powdery snow. Earlier in the week I was even thinking about how great it would be to get out on the mountain and enjoy the incredible snow fall we have been having. But the truth is, on this Saturday, I don't want to deal with the traffic, the cold or the tourists. I don't want to hassle with badgering my husband into going, finding parking or waiting for the bus, renting equipment (mine has long since died), or getting our passes. At the same time I feel that I should go, and endure these things, because I live here and this is what people do! What is the point of living in Colorado's playground if I don't go out and play?
The snow has just slowed down again, and the sun is peeking through the clouds. Maybe I'll motivate to drag out all the gear and take the dog snowshoeing this afternoon or evening. Especially if the weather is beginning to clear. Most likely though, I'll sip guiltily on my nice hot beverage and wait for the snow globe to be shaken up again.
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