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Day 132 - Snow Day

I treated today like a snow day from school.

If you're in the WNY area, you know that the weather was awful today. Despite having a bachelors in meteorology, I haven't checked the weather across the state, but I think it was awful across all of NYS. Out here, I'm talking wind gusts at nearly 80mph, an unreal amount of rain that froze as the temperature tanked throughout the day, and snow that you can't even measure because it hasn't accumulated at all because of the wind.

So I read, played on my phone, watched GBBO, and started a puzzle. A delightful day.

But between this and the holidays, I'm reminded of how I felt on the weekends when I was first laid off. I'm feeling guilty for taking some time to relax, or to do things I enjoy, or not be productive. Why would I need time to relax? It's not like I'm even working. Why would I need time to do things I enjoy? It's not like I've made progress on anything productive recently.

So much for getting back on a schedule. A routine. Accomplishing things.

At a minimum, I should probably start planning some meals. I don't think I can subsist on leftover birthday cookie cake for much longer.

Before I wrap up here tonight, I just want to pay a small tribute to my dad's aunt who passed away last night. My sister and I called her Aunt, and although I probably hadn't seen her in 2 decades, I have fond memories of her from childhood. She used to spend a weekend with us once every year when my parents went away to a conference, and take another day to take us out to lunch. It was usually to a restaurant next to the airport (near where I live now, though it has since closed) where we could eat, watch the planes take off and land, and pick up phones around the restaurant to hear the pilots talking to the control tower. I'm sure my interest in science and weather was fueled by this experience, and as chatty as I was as a kid, I'm sure she wouldn't be at all surprised that I've started this blog to tell everyone my opinions.

It was an honor to know her. May she rest in peace.

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