the first snow?

this feels so luxurious, to not have anywhere to be, or any reason to pull myself out of the cozy comfort of my warm bed for any longer than it takes to get a cup of coffee. all i have to do today is write, think about what kind of bench i want in my bed room, and how i am going to furnish the rest of my new apartment. i feel like a kid waiting for santa, counting down the days till my new sofa is slotted to arrive at my door. i just want it right now, i have zero patience for these sorts of things!