All dressed up ... with nowhere to go.

Well - technically - no WAY to get there safely. ::screams in frustration::

It didn't help that I was up IIRC around 5. Arrgghh. With so many hours being awake, I just knew that I'd be tired. And vacillating. I actually had to talk myself into getting ready and dressed. I'd chosen my starburst pin with matching earrings, an ivory blouse and my sparkly scarf. My hair was being difficult so it got tamed with spray before I stuck my black beret on my head.

I got as far as my doorway, opened it ... and realized there was NO way in hell I'd make it even down the deep slushy driveway, let alone to the bus stop. It was so not fair. So I came back downstairs and called the group leader, to let her know I wouldn't be there. Of course, she was a hoot, saying that if she only lived closer she'd drive me. Yeah, the blind driving the blind! I believe that's frowned upon in most parts of the world.

So here I was, all dressed up with nowhere to go. I sat in front of my computer and just stared. And cried for a bit. Finally, I decided to rewatch this week's N.C.I.S. though - no surprise - I didn't cry. Well, not at manufactured emotions, even if they tug at the heart-strings. After that, I finally doffed my outfit, pulled out a red nightie with my cozy black velour top and had a bit of a nap.

In the evening, I treated myself to some party-like foods: pate, brie, good rustic bread, half-sour pickles, vine tomatoes. And later I had some dark grapes. I'll bet those are doing all sorts of good stuff in my insides, considering I eat them skin and seeds included.

Of course, now I'm even more frustrated and aggravated, wondering whether it'll be safe for me to go outside tomorrow. I'm seriously running out of time and have so many things I need to do before the holidays. Having the streets inaccessible only ramps up the stress. Anyway, I think I'll help myself to my last chocolate bar ... for medicinal purposes only. ::sighs::