Snowblind.

I take back what I said about loving snowfall.  The east coast storm may have been underwhelming in other parts of the country, but here in New England we got buried under a few feet of snow.  My wife and I were very lucky that we never lost power or heat during the storm, so I’m counting that blessing, but shoveling yourself out of snow that’s up to your waist is a pain in the… well, my back.  I’m out of shape and that much shoveling was a real pain in the lower back oh god I’m also getting old.  Thankfully, we live out in the suburbs now and our neighbors are some of the nicest people around.  The man across the street has a snow plow and was kind enough to dig out our driveway, and another neighbor down the road walked our block with his snowblower clearing sidewalks and walkways.  So I’m counting those blessings as well.

Unfortunately, all this snow has caused some delays.  Thanks to a delay in the arrival of vital shipping supplies (ironic, isn’t it?) it looks like I won’t be able to get the last batch of Dominic Deegan: Oracle for Hire omnibus pre-orders out before I head to Ohayocon tomorrow.  It isn’t a huge delay, as I’ll likely get them shipped out next week and domestic recipients should get their orders by the end of that week, but I was counting on getting all the pre-orders out before bringing the books to Ohayocon.  There’s still a chance these supplies may arrive before the post office closes today, and I may get them out just before my self-imposed deadline, but I’m not holding my breath.

The snow should not cause any delays in my or Garth’s attendance to Ohayocon, so be certain to come by and say “hi” to us!

Ohayocon is going to be an experience for a couple of different reasons.  It’s the first convention of our 2015 season, and we have an amazing time every time we’re there.  I’m also looking forward to meeting up with some friends I haven’t seen in quite some time.  But this will also be my first weekend away from my wife and infant son, and truth be told I’m not sure how I’m going to react once I’m going to sleep without them nearby.  I’m sure I’ll be fine down on the show floor, but poor Garth may have to deal with an insufferably sensitive daddy who’s constantly checking in on his far-away family.  Also, Garth may have to hold me.  It’s nothing he’s not used to, though.

What?  I like to be held.