Hey friends,

At the time of writing this, we’re in the midst of the January 2026 Snowpocalypse. I believe Winter Storm Fern is her government name. 

Thankfully, this blanket of snow and ice began its descent on Saturday morning while I was already at the gym, and I was able to get home before any real accumulation started. It’s now Sunday afternoon, and I’m practically stuck inside my house. At least, that’s what I’m telling myself. My car could handle the roads, and I’m comfortable driving in slick conditions, but for all intents and purposes, I’m considering myself homebound to justify the totality of my introversion. 

Knowing that the storm was going to roll through, I told myself that I’d have ample creative time this weekend. I stocked up on groceries and extra coffee on Friday in preparation to hunker down. 

Rather than reading and writing, I spent my Saturday cleaning my house while Game of Thrones played in the background (it’s my first time watching the show! Turns out… it’s pretty good. Someone really should have told me about it sooner). Closer to bedtime, I took an herbal gummy and then watched YouTube videos until I was ready to fall asleep. 

Today– Sunday– I started my day off in a less-than-ideal way. Perhaps because of the gummy’s influence, I forgot to Brick my phone before going to sleep. So, when I woke up this morning and heard my phone buzz with a few text notifications, I reached for it, read those texts, and then clicked into Instagram without even thinking about what I was doing.