I left the house shortly after five this morning, when the -12 windchill made our faces burn with cold, to drop a sleepy but excited teenager off at the high school. Today was the regional performances for One Act and our troupe was heading over to Avondale High School in Bloomfield Hills, where they took third place out of five – not bad!
We are in the depths of cold, dark winter and every human being in this town has caught the same miserable virus that settles into your lungs and leaves you coughing for a month. I daydream about spring gardening while flipping through the Burpee Seeds catalogue…
But after an exhausting, endless week of leaving home before dawn and returning home after dark, I’ve finally collapsed on the couch with a glass of wine in front of a crackly fire, kids and dogs and husband at hand.
I can’t think of any place I’d rather be on this frigid night!
Wherever you are, I hope you too are cozy and at peace.