We are, for all intents and purposes, snowbound. It's a really weird feeling, one I've only had a few times in my life.
It doesn't seem to be snowing at this moment, but it didn't stop all day.
I hit the wall suddenly this evening and had to go curl up and sleep. I can totally understand the depression of the pioneer women who were holed up all winter with their families in their tiny cabins, wondering if spring would ever come. Jesus, these women needed the internet.
So, I got up tonight and worked on my website some more. I've now put in about seven or eight total hours on it, tweaking, refining and tweaking some more. The software doesn't give me many options, but I don't mind continuing to try things.
Which leads me to my post of thanks:
I'm thankful that in the past five years of my life I've learned incredible patience. This was never a quality of mine growing up, as I'm sure I've mentioned before in this blog. But it has certainly allowed me the opportunity to learn, to research and to stick to something, regardless of how impossible it seems. It's also made me a better, more well-rounded person. Oh, sure, I still get impatient about many things. And I hate to wait for the pay-off. But overall I've learned to stay cool, inside and out, and believe in the inevitable outcome.
No wonder this is considered a virtue.