Struggling Well With Life

Third day in the NC mountains, and third day without leaving the house.  The weather outside is frightful, and the fire is so delightful.  There is something so soothing about being trapped indoors with a book and a hooded sweatshirt.  We had planned some hikes, sight seeing and some small town Christmas shopping.  All plans abandoned for absolutely nothing.  It feels like we are in an old black and white movie - the fog is so dense that every window portrays a grey backdrop with dark tree silhouettes. The rain so constant that I am half expecting the foundation of the house to give way and to take afloat.  Nothing to do, but make another pot of coffee.