163 hours of sick pay, and counting.

Well, I'm at home today. And so is Simon.

We got a whole lot more than 5-10 cm of snow up here. We live in an area near Heritage Mountain, which was hit really hard. The school buses aren't running up here, and the sound of spinning tires has been pretty much non stop all day. It's really pretty, what with the piles of snow and the Christmas tree lights--it reminds me of the old days growing up in the more Canadian parts of Canada. But it's left us pretty much stranded. Not sure what will happen tomorrow. There's no way Simon can drive down the huge hill with his all-season tires, but there's also no way I can walk down and then back up the huge hill to get to transit in the dark with all the ice and snow and other commuters.

If it were next week it would be Christmas Eve and I could just sit back and enjoy the snow from my mountain perch--like the Grinch, but slightly less evil.