Appreciating the Importance of Mobility

This has been the arguably worst January (snow-wise) that I’ve ever experienced since my childhood. Except back then the snowfall was like the guest-list at your dream wedding; the more the merrier.

However, time has since moved on and my opinions on snow and dream weddings have changed. When I married my husband in 2004, we had one guest and escaped to Vermont to elope quietly on a rainy Sunday in August. I wouldn’t change a thing about that day if I could.

Now that I drive and have to put safety before frivolity, my attitude towards snow has also shifted. I still enjoy it, but aside from Christmas morning, I can do with as little of the stuff as possible. I limit my extent of playing in the snow  to the vicarious amusement of watching my corgwyn make canine snow angels before they switch gears and relieve themselves in the accumulated flakes.

We have had an excess of snowfall that has left me housebound. Venturing out has been treacherous as I have had to rely on looking for automobile-shaped shadows during the day and beams from headlights at night to alert me to the approach of oncoming traffic. My travels have been compelled by necessary jaunts to the grocery store and post office. My usual arbitrary excursions with the dogs have been put on hold until clearer dry roads prevail.

If it wasn’t for my Blackberry and home computer, my real estate business (and short-term mental health) would undoubtedly be suffering.  I have been amazingly productive during this frosty isolation. I’ve even picked up new clients thanks to being a featured agent on Trulia and Zillow.

I miss the office, don’t get me wrong. However, if I can’t be there, I’m glad I can still be productive here.

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