Shoveled snow. Six inches of it. I'd be happy if it would stop snowing now.
WHAT I DIDN'T DO TODAY:
I didn't help move two storage units' worth of belongings into my parents' new house.
I didn't send Jacob to the dentist with my mother-in-law.
I didn't take a phone call from the dentist telling me Jacob needed at least two teeth pulled.
I didn't take another phone call from the dentist, while directing burly moving men, telling me that he had to pull three teeth and he thought "something was odd" so he took a tissue sample and sent it to a lab.
I didn't cry on the way home (scaring Matt) because I was swept by a wave of what I thought at the time was absolutely senseless fear.
I didn't wrap my arms around Jake the moment he walked in the door, bloody and bruised but unbroken.
Snow away. Six inches every hour if necessary.
Today is a better December 18th.