Day 1: Snow, I like to let you fall gently on my face. I adore your sensitivity and ease. You make me a more restful and playful person. I’m a better human being with you around. I think I’m in love with you, Snow.
Day 2: Snow, why did you have to change? Why did you have to go and become hard? Why did you lead me on with all the soft stuff then become so cutting? I thought we really had something special going, but now I don’t know. Now, you’re nothing like you used to be.
Day 3: Damn you, Snow! I hate you. You’ve ruined my life, and I haven’t seen people in three days. Every closet, cabinet, and drawer in my house is organized. All my laundry is done. I cleaned my baseboards and built an armoire out of scrap wood. I’ve watched seventeen episodes of Cash Cab. I’ve been eating stale cereal for three days. You’ve imprisoned me to these chores and this house. I resent you and want you gone.
Day 4: Snow, you will hold me back no longer! I will leave my house today! I may slide my car into a ditch, but I will no longer be confined to my house. I have to move on with my life.
Here are some pics of my little girl and me playing in the park. From our smiles it’s safe to assume they were taken on Day 1.