I have not left my house for three days and three nights.
I have never stayed indoors for three days and three nights, other than the time I was bedridden with severe flu.
You may well be asking the reason I have not ventured into the outside world for three whole days and three whole nights. The reason is simple - the snow.
In the UK we've experienced the worst snow fall for 18 years. Oh hang on, I told you a little white snow coloured lie, I've trekked around the garden taking photographs, so I have kind of left the house. You know how I like the look of snow! (See Blanket of snow post.) But it's too cold and too deep and too slippery to go elsewhere. Call me boring but I don't really fancy hanging around the park, falling over, freezing cold snow splattered in my face. And I am certainly not risking driving in these conditions.
Unfortunately we are not well equipped in the UK for heavy snow.
The roads resemble an ice rink. Many roads are closed.
A high percentage of schools have not opened, I can hear the kids still cheering!
Many offices closed for business.
On Monday zero buses ran in London, and the majority of the underground and overground trains were cancelled.
Tuesday was not much better.
Today life is nearly back to normal. But not quite.
On the news the reporters complain the weather has cost the economy billions, and the UK is a laughing stock around the world for not being able to cope with the conditions. We need snow ploughs. We need more grit on the roads. We need a reliable tube system. What we don't need is for the country to come to a stand still when white stuff falls from the sky!
The temperature is dangerously low. I can't bear the cold. I am always cold, apart from when there is a heat wave, which is quite unusual in this country. As I type these words I am wearing two jumpers, jeans and thermal socks, sitting next to the heater, sipping a hot drink and thinking about my hot water bottle. This is a big reason why I have not left my house. It's too darn cold!
Plus I am terrible clumsy. I know I shall fall over and break or twist something. As it is my poor uncle has broken his arm and my cousin's husband has twisted his ankle. So what chance does an accident prone klutz like me have? In the three days I've been house bound I have walked into a drawer and bruised my leg, trod on a pair of scissors and hurt my foot, smashed a bowl in the kitchen, and broken my mothers brush. See what I mean? No wonder I am scared to walk along the snowy, icy streets.
The boredom has not set in though. I am never bored. I am full of ideas and thoughts and things to do. Or books to read and programmes to watch. And things to make.
Over the past three days I have made cards for friends and cards to sell at a car boot sale.
I have nearly finished reading We Need To Talk About Kevin. This book could make you completely rethink motherhood, a real harrowing read.
I have written extracts for my book blog. I'm waiting for it to be approved to make money!
I have watched Ghost Town on DVD, which is an amusing comedy. I have watched Children of Men on DVD, which is very serious drama.
I have looked up friends on facebook, sent emails to friends and spoken to friends via the telephone.
I have watched Agatha Christie mysteries and cookery programmes.
I have read bloggers blogs.
I have found a solicitor and made an appointment for next week, so the solicitor can read and sign my official redundancy letter.
I have surfed the Internet for directions for my photography course next week and surfed the Internet for details of a physic night.
I have also registered my details to attend a publishing seminar.
Oh and I've been actively looking for a job!
I'm actually leaving the house tomorrow. I have to go back to the office for my official redundancy letter. It's been a long drawn out process. Then I'm meeting a friend in the pub. I guess I have to join civilisation at some point. At least I hope it's civilised out there?
I must remember to wrap myself in many layers.
Wish me luck with the roads, pavements, trains and non accidents! I'll let you know how it goes.
Snow in my garden.