Going Nowhere.

Here in the UK we have been bracing ourselves for heavy snow. We don't manage very well when it snows and I went to bed last night wondering what time I would need to leave work to get home safely. In the end I never made it at all. I woke up late-medication can be a bugger sometimes-looked out and all was clear. Bolting down a cup of coffee I decided to leave my lenses out today so I got there not too late. In the time I was in the bathroom the anticipated snow started and within 5 minutes the car park was covered. Rightly or wrongly I was not going to risk getting stuck or crashing my car. Hence the fact I'm stuck indoors. We are expecting it to be like this for the next 24 hours. I suspect it is only a matter of hours before they close the university. I do hope my friend Karen manages to get home on the bus.

Question is now what to do? I'm avidly watching the news to see how bad it gets. I'm trying to stay warm and contemplating an unexpected lunch of bacon and eggs. I planned ahead and my fridge is loaded with food. My friend Katherine, yes she of the book proofing fame, had planned to visit on Sunday for roast lamb. I very much doubt that will happen.

My mind is calm for now, a good thing after the tumult of recent months. But who knows what will happen next? I'm still nowhere near where I want to be. Will I regain my manic energy and drive? Sadly that has been missing for a long time. But I take heart from the fact that I have not been below -1 on my scale for some time.

I expect I will blog a fair bit in the next few days-not much else to do.

I Heard a Voice.