Wishing for a White Christmas

This year I’m actually looking forward to snowy weather, even though it’s looking like we might not be getting any for December (although I swear I can smell snow in the air right now, even though the weather forecast says it’s not happening).  We’ll see who’s better in predicting the weather, eh? (My bet’s on the forecast, just fyi)

I’ve never really been a fan of snow, or the cold in any shape, way or form. Heat has always been more my thing, and living in a tropical climate would definitely be an endgoal, provided I can pick up the entirety of the Netherlands and just move it there (cause I wouldn’t wanna live anywhere else).

But in the right circumstances, I do very much appreciate the snow. And this year it looks like those circumstances might definitely be met. Huzzah!

Because in order to enjoy the snow:
* I have to be inside OR only outside to enjoy exactly that (just for the snow, not to actually get anywhere).
* The temperature inside has to be toasty toasty (preferably with a fireplace).
* I have to be somewhere where it’s quiet enough to enjoy the extra padded cushiony silence that snow brings along with it.
* I want to be somewhere with snowman-making potential.
* It needs to be somewhere without a risk of getting snowballed in the face, or annoying kids or people shoveling the sidewalk, turning it into iced over slippery slopes.
* It has to be somewhere where the snow can remain undisturbed and white instead of a grayish disgusting sludge-slushie.

Because the thing is: with a new press-conference looming over our heads at 7 tonight, in which we’re assuming we’re going to get a brand spanking new set of lockdown-measures that are further going to tie down any attempts at a social life outside the house – it looks like this will be a winter that is going to check all those snow-checkboxes.

With nowhere to go, no one to see and no one with any business outside of the house – the snow this year will actually get to weave it’s magic. Coating the world in a fluffy white blanket. Covering up the harsh edges and hiding all the darkness underneath. We’ll have a chance to see the world anew in that way that only snow seems to offer us, and I, for one, am very happy about that!

(Not for the lockdown, obviously, but hey, at least the world will look pretty from our windows.)

Bring on the snow!