Locked Out In The Snow
I probably should’ve just stayed inside. But where’s the fun in that? Note: the pic for the story is not me.
This was a couple of years after we got married, right after we moved into a new neighborhood. I wasn’t working yet, so I was home during the day, cleaning up the living room like a good, responsible wife… At least at first. We had this big front window that looked right out onto the street, and as I was picking things up, I noticed the mail carrier coming down the road. He was still a few houses away. Close enough to not...