During the worst of the snow I realized that I didn’t really have any food anywhere in the house. It’s hazy now… I think I walked around and found some pizza? (In like… a pizzeria. Not on the street or in a conveniently-placed treasure chest or anything.)
Don’t get me wrong: I realize how lucky I am to be able to work remotely during crappy weather and I think it’s pretty neat, but it also helps to highlight how poorly-prepared I am for taking care of myself when I lose direct contact with the rest of the world.