Rode my bike to work as usual. Three miles in blizzard. I thought about the bus but there is no bus stop on the way to the preschool, so that would've meant half a mile walk with a stroller, then leaving said stroller outside all day, walk another half mile back to a bus stop... so I didn't.
They asked me last week if I miss having a car. Sometimes I do. I miss grabbing my to-go mug and arriving to work dry with hot coffee in hand. I don't miss driving in blizzards.
Thanksgiving has grown to become one of my favourite holidays, so I'm a little bummed today. And homesick, to be honest.
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