Hunkering down for Winter Storm Nemo

[reishka]

There’s been a lot of hubbub about the incoming blizzard — we live right in the heart of where it’s forecasted to hit hard. We’re looking at 15 to 25 inches of snowfall between Friday morning and Saturday morning. We’ve done the usual: make sure we have plenty of water and blankets, candles, flashlights. I went shopping this morning for foods that don’t require heat to eat (they’re estimating that at least 15% of the state will lose power). I stopped and picked up kitten food.

I have Fridays off from work, so I would have been home anyway. Almost every school in the state has already issued notices that they’re closed tomorrow — so hubby doesn’t have to go into work. It’s good that we’ll both have a day of downtime; both of us have been ill with a cold we just can’t shake going on two weeks now. Hubby went to the physician the other day and came home with meds, but when I tried to make an appointment there wasn’t anything that could fit into my schedule. So another day or two of bed rest (or rather, couch-rest  I think will help. I stocked up on OTC cold medicine, so at the very least I’ll have enough to get me through the weekend. I do work weekends however — I’m hoping that at they very least the colleges will decide to stay closed on Saturday. Since we live up in the hills, it would be very hard for me to get down to the college where I work Saturday morning if it’s still supposed to be snowing.

If I happen to have any energy at all, hopefully I’ll be able to work on a new quilt. I don’t have anything specific in mind, and I don’t have any new fabrics, but maybe I can make something out of the scraps that I have. We need a spring-themed quilt for the living room … Christmas is a month and a half past and still we have the Christmas Quilt out on the sofa. It’s about time to be packed away, but I don’t have anything to replace it with.

So, while I was out shopping I picked up a bubbling water fountain for the kittens. One of them, Sash, loves to play in water. So much so, that when anyone flushes the toilet he’ll dart into the bathroom to jump in the water and play. In the middle of the night, you’ll hear splashing sounds and the the sop-sop-sop of little kitten feet walking across the bathroom tile. Now, I don’t exactly think that toilet water is the most sanitary thing to be schlepped across the floor, so I’m hoping he’ll entertain himself with the fountain. And so far, I haven’t been disappointed! I’m thrilled that he loves to play in it.