Mondays are never typically fun.
Especially when it is a holiday processing week and you have to go to work even though there is 16 inches of snow at your house and the buses are not running again.
But without without you, people won't get paid right for Christmas. So you walk in the freezing cold and calf high snow to get work....while people on skis zoom by and you try desperately not to fall onto your behind on the icy road.
Or maybe that is just me...
At least the roads got well enough that after work, Greg picked me up to go to dinner at his folks' house.
They had just received a gift of a lovely Swedish gold candle spinning doodad that was Christmas oriented and tried it out while we were there.
I thought it was very pretty.