Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Yesterday (A Hibernal Pity Party)

Yesterday I got up at 5:30 in the morning, having stayed up nearly to midnight the previous night putting away a great mess of books

Yesterday I pulled on my sneakers and went running in the semi-darkness out in the snow and frozen slush

Yesterday I scraped off my car and drove over icy, salty roads sipping coffee from a thermos

Yesterday I learned that my perpetually disastrous office and rehearsal space would need to be cleaned before I left for the day (for the prospective students)

Yesterday I taught 5 flutes, rehearsed a 20 piece elementary band, taught a horn, a saxophone, rehearsed a 30 piece high school band, taught 3 trumpets and 3 drummers

Yesterday I drove for miles and miles over a lonely snow-covered country road to teach my college students

Yesterday I taught my 3 college students

Yesterday I drove back for miles and miles over lonely snow-covered roads on my way home

Yesterday as I pulled onto our street I noticed that some sort of electric line was trapped under the snow on our roof

Yesterday as I, a weary traveler, pulled into our driveway, I got stuck on the mound of refrozen snow left by the snowplows

Yesterday I told the toddler who was waiting for me at the door and the wife who was waiting for me with supper that I couldn't come in yet because I needed to put on boots and get my car out of the road

Yesterday I dug around my car with a snow shovel, then a metal garden shovel, then the heel of my boot, then the metal garden shovel some more until the metal shovel broke in two

Yesterday I said a very bad word

Yesterday I finished digging out my car lying on my icy driveway with just my gloved hands

Yesterday I got back in the car, called RG&E about the lines down on my roof, and drove to Lowe's

Yesterday I almost hit a jogger who came out from behind a snowbank that was taller than he was

Yesterday I bought a ladder, a reflective safety vest to jog in, a new shovel, and a bright orange traffic cone

Yesterday I got back to my driveway in darkness and pounded away with shovel and hammer at the pile of ice at our driveway apron until I'd taken most of it off

Yesterday I found out that the two lines closest to our addition are, in fact, telephone lines

Yesterday I climbed up on the roof with the snow shovel and pulled off as much snow as I could reach from the ladder

Yesterday I came into the house completely soaked and chilled to the bone, made my way upstairs, and after giving my toddler a good night hug in his darkened room showed him the orange traffic cone. He asked if he could sleep with it in his bed

Yesterday I had a bowl of hot chili, took a shower, and got into a dry bed with a warm wife and a glass of wine

Yesterday was supposedly March 2nd. I'm ready for winter to be over.

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