The snow’s still here, though yesterday’s share of it seems to slowly be disappearing. I wouldn’t be surprised if this turned out to be our only snow of the year, but it still made me happy to have woken up to it in the first place.

Made arrangements to meet up with family the 25th of this month. I can’t believe that’s already a week away. I’m glad neither of my parents have ever been big on holiday traditions, apart from small get-togethers. Which is a really strange word, now that I think about it.

I wish I was excited at all, rather than terrified.