March Enters Like an Arctic Lion

This is what the view from my apartment looks like right now: I have snowdrifts on my balcony! That hasn't happened before.

If you will notice, however, in that last picture, the parking lot has yet to be plowed. It will remain unplowed for the rest of the day and, indeed, until the snow melts. No salt will appear, either. The same for the sidewalks. Management probably assumes that, since it will all melt anyway, why bother? You know, running a big apartment complex is a lot of hard work and they are trying sooooo hard, we should really "work with" them. That's "luxury living" for you.

Meanwhile, Snow Day! Fortunately, I don't have any classes today, so I don't have that annoyance of having to figure out how I'm going to cram two days' lessons into the next meeting. I also don't have to go into the office.

I do, however, have a dentist appointment later. This will be the first time I've seen a dentist in about 20 years. Blame it on the Jamestown "Written in Bones" exhibit at the science museum. That exhibit is also responsible for my increased intake in calcium. Here are the reasons: Tuberculosis caused that spine to curve, but I'm not taking any chances! In the top picture, the enamel on the teeth was scrubbed away, the product of too much attention to the teeth with too abrasive a cleaner. In the middle picture, the nearest set of teeth came from the skeleton of a person my age, and the far one came from a person half my age.

Yes, I know, the people who inhabited these bones lived in a much more brutal time and place, but my teeth and back ached just looking at them. I took it as a warning, bought some calcium, and made a dentist appointment. Better a world of hurt for a little while later today than all day, every day, when I'm in my 70s.