But really, even in the winter we still must continue daily life. This crappy season is a great example of when life becomes covered in avalanches of worry and problems that keep us from moving forward.

Winter reminds us that we can take on the coldest of days.

Food is running out.

We are down to a package of bologna and some questionable cheese.

There’s not even anything left to buy. People are wandering around Walmart with one box of 42 fishsticks and generic hot dog buns in their carts. They’ve lost hope.

At home, I just begged my kids to go play Minecraft, because I couldn’t stand to listen to them whine anymore - and they didn’t want to. I don’t even know them anymore.

They are bored.

They are hungry.

They are driving me crazy.

We’ve played all the board games (twice), watched forty-six episodes of America’s Funniest Home Videos, and consumed unprecedented amounts of hot chocolate.

We are sick of togetherness.

Because it’s snow day number 462 (give or take) and the natives are restless.

So I shoved them outside, because restless natives are sloppy and rude.

They bundled up, built a snow fort with neighborhood friends, and had a snowball fight which turned into an actual fight because - you guessed it - they kept hitting each other with snowballs.

“Moooooom! He hit me in the face!”

“He hit me first!”

And now there’s a snow angel in the front yard with glasses, a gaping mouth, and perfect wings from Connor’s flailing arms as Logan shoved him face down into the snow and sat on his head.  

It’s all part of the winter fun we look forward to year after year.

Just like that patch of black ice I stepped on yesterday that landed me straight on my butt and made me pee my pants just a little.  

Yay winter.

I’m basically a hermit when allowed to be - even in the summer - so the problem with winter isn’t being at home as much as being STUCK at home. I just want to the option to get out of my pajamas and live a full life, but whether I take the initiative to do so - that’s another story.

Today, though, I would wrap myself in winter’s finest and escape to just about anywhere if I could. I would take selfies with empty Walmart shelves, and run my hands over the smooth surface where the bread should be.  

Shoot, if it were my only ticket out of here, I would go sit and wait at the DMV, read a novel, and listen to them yell “NEXT!” at the only other guy in the room.

I am desperate.

Because I love these people, but I am sick of them.  

And speaking of sick.

Winter has also brought us the stomach flu this year.  

We got it for Christmas (Thank you, Santa) and haven’t fully lost it since.

You know the stomach flu has made repeated rounds in house when you race into a room with a puke bucket and Lysol just to find out your kid is attempting to beat box.

"Oh good. I thought you were heaving."

Just as the sentence gets out, the dog pukes up last night's spaghetti on the dining room carpet.

Oh winter.

Why did God even bother with you?

You know, though, when it’s ten degrees outside and my alarm goes off,  I momentarily debate leaving everything in my life for my blanket and pillow.

The kids can work the microwave. We have Captain Crunch. Who really needs me, anyway?

But really, even in the winter we still must continue daily life. This crappy season is a great example of when life becomes covered in avalanches of worry and problems that keep us from moving forward.

Winter reminds us that we can take on the coldest of days.

After a loss.

After a divorce.

After a sickness.

After anything that has made the road too scary to travel.

We must dig out. We must move forward.

Navigating the road after a winter storm is scary, but confidence grows with each mile. We might not want to, but it’s one of those things that make us stronger.  

Great things often come from leaving warm and fuzzy comfort zones.

Except for days like today when the National Weather Service advises you to stay warm and fuzzy and keep off the roads. It’s like they don’t even care that it’s snow day number 462 (give or take) and my eye twitch is flaring up again.

Oh winter - I really don’t like you.