We've been house bound for the last two days stuck due to Icepocalypse 2011. I hadn't been house bound this long since I lived in Boston. That was six years ago.
(Even with the little bit of ice we had, it was just smarter to stay home than tempt fate. What made it worse was that temps have been so cold that what little would melt during the day would just refreeze as soon as it started to get dark.)
There's an imprint the size of my butt on our couch as that's where I've been much of the last two days.
You know that term stir crazy?
Yeah. I may have felt it a little yesterday afternoon. (Crazy? I was crazy once. They locked me up with a wooden spoon and threw away the key...)
I've enjoyed working from home. Though not being able to go anywhere has definitely made me a little crazy (... I died. And they buried me. They buried me so deep I was down with all the worms. And worms drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once...)
So there will definitely be a bounce in my step today with the change of scenery. And I may or may not be whistling while I work. Only because I can't really whistle. But I can loudly blow air out my mouth. So, yeah. That's while I do while I work. Blow air loudly out my mouth while I work.
Just doesn't have the same ring to it as whistle while you work.
You win this round Disney.