Il neige, or Yes, it's Monday, why do you ask?

The weather is complicating things. I'm supposed to have two meetings organized back-to-back this morning, but the driving being what it is, I've made about 10 phone calls saying "well, if you're stuck, you can join the conference call..."

The weather is also why I walked to work this morning. I had to be here at 8:30 and the only bus was so packed I couldn't get on it. So I look like a drowned rat, but at least I've done what I can meeting-wise, and the first meeting is under way and supplied with coffee.

I'm glad it snowed today instead of yesterday, because if it had snowed yesterday I would have stayed home and sulked. Instead I went out and walked a lot, and came home and made lunch and dinner for the week, and felt reasonably proud of myself by the end of it.

My only serious complaint about today (and it's not all that serious, really) is that my socks got wet, and I hate that.