Thanks to the blizzard, many of our meetings, classes and outings have been cancelled. It feels good. The weight of those obligations is sliding of my back like snow off a roof. This makes me reflect on how all those things stacked up in the first place and how I can reduce them in the future. Mostly the issue is that our lives with children are interlocking gears or Tetris pieces. If she is there and I need to be here, then you need to be here, except when the other she has that activity. We are very scheduled, even our pleasures and it feels good to have broken out of that, though we are surrounded by ponds of slush and mountains of snow.