What I Know About Snow


Recently, I went online and made two big purchases.
Both arrived during snowstorms.

The first was a bookshelf which I wrote about here

The second was a couch which was delivered during a recent horrible snowstorm. For this delivery though, the sweat and panick (i.e. I didn’t cry this time) actually helped me enjoy the fullness of the experience. I doubt the deliverymen felt that way–considering one slipped halfway down the steps when he lost his grip and got pinned between the bannister and couch. Ouch! But hey, on my end, the delivery taught me to enjoy the present moment.

Are you getting all existential on me?

Um, yes…I mean…kinda-ish? Truth be told, there was nothing that I could do to avoid the delivery.  The facts were that the couch was being delivered and that it would be delivered during another one of a series of snowstorms hitting the East Coast this year.  I think we’ve had like, eight snowstorms?!  So yeah, I couldn’t just snuggle in my living room without aforementioned couch, so I needed to just deal.

I read my horoscope and it said something akin to “live in the moment” or “enjoy the moments” and while that sounds like a Hallmark card sentiment, it is the truth.  I had to clear out a path as the snow fell, however, which wasn’t my idea of a good time.  But it needed to be done and when I went out, shovel in hand, I realized that I was the only idiot outside.  Strong, messy, slanted snow fell like an icy rain and pelted me in the face.  My cheeks started to get that crimson glow from a combination of the reflective snow and cold, but I just worked on getting underneath the collected ice enough so I could salt it.  No-slip was not going to be achieved, but the least I could do was make it semi-manageable for the workers (two of them) to lift my couch up and in. I was able to get a good portion done and decided to take a break when I saw a singular neighbor–with the HUGEST UMBRELLA I’VE EVER SEEN–walk past the front of the house. I stopped, lay the shovel against the front end of the porch and stood in awe of Mother Nature. Not only was the snow falling slowly, but it as though the entire world had stopped (like that stop-watch Twilight Zone episode). I felt compelled, to write out in the snow that clung to one of the tree trunks in the front yard, my latest favorite motto: “I’m Still Here”.

The delivery itself was pretty painless so I am grateful to be able to have a real couch that can accommodate me better.

I really wanted the chance to stretch out. Here’s hoping no more deliveries in inclement weather.

*fingers crossed*


About Lisa Perez

Lisa M. Perez is a published poet, editor, copywriter, public speaker and artist. The co-creator of the first ever ArtSpace in Jersey City, member of IUOMA (International Union of Mail Artists), and administrator for an online Mail Art group, Lisa supports the arts and advocates for creativity. Her successful, Art Journal and "Notes from my Brain" series are ongoing projects that evolve with the artist. In addition to being an active blogger since 2005, Lisa scripts and edits copy for various online articles and videos. In September 2017, she was a guest-speaker and virtually chaired a YOGA Recovery meeting. In her spare time, Lisa studies, reads, and creates while maintaining a day job in a STEM field and being a full-time fur-mommy to her shih-tzu, Cher.
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