If you’ve never been to Toronto, you’d never know how random our weather can get. We went from the budding of spring yesterday — with snow melting and neighbours in t-shirts — to a vengeful storm flattening the city under a foot of snow, winds whipping ’round to make us all miserable.
Work was a ghost town — Mother Nature and March Break had my coworkers scurrying, leaving a handful of us in the office watching the weather only get worse. I called it a wrap early and got told off by an elderly woman on the train home because my jacket spilled into the middle seat she wanted — though I didn’t hear a thing with my earbuds in. I shovelled the snow, I cleaned off the car, I realized I’m not as young as I used to be.
But after a week and a bit of two dead Mophie Juice Packs and a phone that felt horribly inadequate without them, thanks to Justin’s advice I got in touch with Mophie’s Twitter support line, and soon found two replacement cases at home, after one of the easiest and smoothest customer service experiences I’ve ever had.
Bit by bit I’m sorting life out. Piece by piece it’s all coming together. I hope to look back on all of this one day and feel like these baby steps were all for a reason — but I guess I’ll find out when I get there!
#100HappyDays Day 30/100 — wish it was a snow day!