We had a small ice storm last weekend! It shut down most of the city, even though the roads were generally okay. I lost a few tree limbs but thankfully never lost power.
To me, a perpetually overextended introvert, a snow/ice day (or weekend) is the greatest gift. It means I don't have to go anywhere. It allows me to slow down for as long as the ice lasts. On Friday morning, I was mentally composing a list of what I really need this Christmas - a lot of things that you can't put on an Amazon wish list. One of them was the gift of time. Yes, every once in a while, you get an answer to prayer immediately. My Christmas panic was already building, but this weekend pushed the reset button before I was too far gone.