I’m sitting on the floor of my home office, back to the wall, next to the window. The wind is shaking the glass, no, the entire house, every thirty seconds or so. The weather channel has the wind at 25MPH with gusts up to 40MPH. These gusts seem to be the kind that don’t proceed directly from one point to the other but instead weave back and forth before expiring. The wind is picking up snow, too, what sounds like small pellets, and battering the window. My Unitarian Universalist church, along with most churches, cancelled services tomorrow because of winds that, along with a forecast with seven to fourteen inches of additional snow, are meant to render driving dangerous. We’ll see. The snow hasn’t started up again yet. I’ve never heard of church cancellations before. M said that maybe churches where the priests or ministers or whatever live next door will hold services, but most others won’t. I thought Catholics, at least, were required to go, but it’s been a long time since I was a Catholic, so I haven’t exactly read the rule book or anything.
Today was decent. I woke at about four, meditated, and ate breakfast early. M and I watched most of the Dixie Chicks documentary “Shut Up and Sing” before dawn. I liked the film quite a bit…great analysis of how both the media can take a message and distort it to the ends of the earth and how human beings respond to the impact the scenario has on their lives. T was still at his sleepover, so S and I hit the new coffee shop in town. He had been asking to check it out since he knew I took his brother earlier in the week. S had hot chocolate with whipped cream, sticking his nose deep in the whipped cream before he drank. He seemed happy to hang out with me. He and I don’t hang out enough. I felt the same way later, when T returned from his sleepover. I hardly saw him at all today, and that almost never happens. He wanted to watch Kim Possible with me, later, but by then I had fallen asleep. Maybe we can watch it together in the morning. Anyway, I spent most of the afternoon reading and watching basketball. M took S to his basketball, at the YMCA, so N and I played upstairs. I took a bath in the late afternoon, read Ha Jin for a while, then fell asleep. I should probably think about returning to bed soon. Not sure what I’ll do the rest of today, but I could use a nice, quiet afternoon. Now, when I say “quiet afternoon” I mean both mentally and physically. I have a horrible thought pattern in which I will rile myself up, usually about work, on these weekends when I’m not engaged in anything distracting. I worry about this pattern. More later.