Yup. It's a real snow day, school cancelled, library cancelled, extra-curricular activities cancelled, children playing in snow drifts, people walking by in the street because the sidewalks are too messy, snow, snow, snow coming down, down, down.
I'm happy for the kids, who were praying for a snow day, but oh how I really wanted to keep on writing in my new book. Yesterday's hair-pulling session netted me 1800 new words, bringing the book to 78,000 words, and three new scenes. (Scrivener has handy "project targets" and "project statistics" features to which I am utterly addicted. I do realize that stats mean nothing if those 78,000 words do not work together to move the reader. But it's comforting to quantify my efforts.) I have about four new scenes to write, plus another six or seven to revise before this draft is complete. I'm not looking for new material, I just need the time/space to write what has already been plotted out in my head. Unfortunately, my current situation is not conducive to scene-writing: two children and two dogs crowded into my office, dogs to sleep, and children to chew gum, sit in dog beds, listen to songs, and generally disrupt the quiet every two seconds with requests, wonderings, and commentary. The smallest is at this very moment stamping his feet for some perceived wrong I'm not entirely clear about. Maybe it's the typing I'm doing on this here computer.
So ... here's what I plan to do with the rest of our snow day.
* bake cookies
* make yogurt
* make dough for homemade pizza
* shovel the sidewalk since I won't be running tonight (no soccer skills means that my regularly scheduled Friday run, which I do no matter the weather, is also cancelled)
* pull smallest on sled while we walk second smallest to play date
* put in movie for part of the afternoon and sneak in some writing
For the purposes of reality checking, here's what I've actually accomplished so far.
* chatted with sister-in-law on the phone
* almost finished one cup of coffee (gone cold ages ago)
* fed everyone breakfast, and a few people lunch
* tried to talk husband out of leaving for his boys' cottage weekend in the middle of this storm (doesn't seem to be working)
* put in load of laundry
* cleaned up dog poop in upstairs bedroom (c'mon, DJ, if Suzi can go outside, you can go outside!)
* read front section of newspaper
* answered a few work-related emails
* took photographs of snow
* puttered. Really, mostly I've puttered.
Labels: baking, chores, cooking, play, snow, The Girl Runner, winter, work, writing