It was just this week when I returned my son’s ski lease to the rental shop. One day on the hill for him. The ski lease coupled with a season pass made for one very expensive season. Then, multiply that times 7…that is how many passes our family has. Ouch.
Besides Nathan, we did manage to get a few days on the hill as a family….not a ton but we skied. I won’t complain too much, there have been years where the ski resort has lost money on us. Those winters seem to be a thing of the past as we try to wrap our minds around a climate change.
Statistically, this is the driest year to record. So as I look out my window and see the blanket of white misery, I can not be upset as we desperately need the moisture. True, I had a plethora of great outdoorsy plans today because I did not take the weather report seriously. Who does anymore?? We have had reports of great storms all season only to be met with disappointment. Like the little boy who cried wolf, I rarely even look at the reports anymore and for they offer expectations that just aren’t met.
Luckily, I did not even attempt to plant anything outside as of yet…if you know me, you will know that I have a black thumb. Planting outside too soon has been one of my frequent (among others) mistakes and the source for many laughs among my friends. Not this year, peeps! I have assessed my losses from years past and decided to spend my money at the farmer’s market this year! You will have to have your laughs somewhere else….
So, what will I do today? My out of town guests are not coming, baseball is cancelled and my bike will stay in the garage. At this point I am accepting the realization that I am powerless and there are many things that are out of my control. Thank God. I am forced into a place of rest with an opportunity to center down and reground myself for the upcoming week. And although I have some frustration over changed plans, I am silently revelling in the fact that today I can justify doing….nothing. I will do nothing today. Ahhh.
As I conclude this post, I will be gathering up my pillow and blanket and making my way downstairs to the couch. There, fresh coffee and a warm fire await me. In the distance I can hear the snow plow forging its way down the street. Probably the first time in 6 months that I have had a day like this. What does this have to do with real estate in South Lake Tahoe? Nothing. But it has everything to do with life in South Lake Tahoe. Life is still happening while we are transacting. Thank you, white misery.