Quarantine day 12

Woke up to three inches of snow on the ground this morning. Yeah! 😡 Now our only outside time of walking the dogs will be more challenging. Also, we have to wait for the apartment complex to clear all the walkways. The 5 a.m. outing was fun enough with two dogs.

I'm not ashamed to admit that I am no longer a fan of snow. It only took five years, but it happened. Last year, our last year on the mountain, we got roughly nine feet of snow from October to June. It was a horrible winter.
This winter, we're down in the Springs in the apartment, and snow had become more tiresome. At least at the cabin, once the shoveling was done, it was time to play outside. Brodee loved playing in the snow. We lived on a cul-de-sac with a great sledding street.
But here in the Springs and the apartment, the snow just makes the staircase (three flights) treacherous and there's no playing in it. It's just there.

Anyway, that's that. Snow bunny I am no longer.

We're not sure how long this self-quarantine thing is going to last. There are so many cases still and so many idiots not heeding the warnings, and therefore making things worse.
And then we have a "president" who is supposed to be giving good advice to his citizens, and he doesn't even know the name of the virus. He literally spelled it out yesterday during a press briefing-
" . . . battling this . . . C-O-V-I-D-19 . . ."
Come on, seriously?

Anyway, I don't want to waste any of my time blabbering about that racist idiot.

Yesterday Steve and I completed the puzzle:

It's funny, what a feeling of accomplishment you get from the smallest things, even completing a 300 piece puzzle.

But I guess that's what makes life fun, right? The simple rewards from the simplest of places make up for the more trying times.

Life balances out as best it can.