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Someone is Breaking In

Whack... THUMP... thud... THUMP

After my coworker left right at the end of the work day, I started hearing this noise. The first three times I heard it, I thought it was the cats making mischief in the other room. Then It happened again and again. At least once every 5 minutes. Every time I thought it was my other coworker coming back, slamming the door behind her. Then, no human would show themselves after the noise. I was able to ignore it until a really loud THUMP happened and I went to investigate. The cats were all cuddled on the bed, not a cat. I explored the front door, quiet. I turned on the light to the porch, nothing.

I went back into the living room to go back to what I was doing and I heard it AGAIN.

Then it hit me, we just got 18 inches of snow and its now 40 degrees. That snow is sliding off the roof like mad. I caught it out of the corner of my eye. After the thud, I looked out the window of the porch and saw a huge pile of snow before the THUMP.

Standing in the kitchen just now my coworker and I heard some thuds, looked out the window and saw an avalanche of snow. It kept crunching and thwacking and rolling off of the roof for a solid 30 seconds. AVALANCHE! I yelled. It was awesome.

Crazy how we can get SO much snow and then today I was outside with only a fleece (almost rolling up my sleeves). I made snowballs without gloves and helped my coworker build a snowman in the parking lot. Priorities. The sun felt fantastic and I just wanted to stand in it and soak it all up. Its going to be in the 50s this week. YES. I can handle a little bit of snow if its 50s.


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  1. 50s and snow is fun...if you remember you learned to ski in Big Bird Run on a day like that!

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    1. Yeah, I like snow when its warm like that! I vaguely remember that. I DO remember Big Bird Run!

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