i'm talking winter....the 'beautiful' white stuff that floats down from the sky...if you remember my posts from last year you will notice a theme to them....a woman becoming closer and closer to having a breakdown, day by day...
shoveling - hubby shoveling to leave for work, and then more when he comes home...eli shoveling until he throws the shovel down and stomps in saying...every time i'm done it keeps doing it again...i now know that there are different shovels for different jobs....we have the metal shovel that can help break through that constant layer of ice...we have regular snow shovels, and then if it's a nice light weight snow, you can just pull out the leaf blower and have at it....
we have to shovel from our back door to get to the gate, shovel around the gate so we can open it...shovel down the stairs to get to the car, then shovel around the cars and behind them to be able to get out...and lets not forget to shovel the long winding (down) driveway to get to the road where the plow has come...and yes, it's day after day after day...
and schedules - what schedules...for there is never any school...i think eli has gone to school maybe 7 days in 7 weeks, maybe 8 weeks....i've just quit counting...i'm happier that way, keep my head in the sand, and wake up everyday with the thought, i wonder what today will bring...instead of ohhhh nooooo, not again....and if you would like to know...school was in today, but the school is taking the classes over to ski for the day....yes, this is the world i am in....
and this morning? hubby said, i don't feel good, i have a headache, i'm hot and cold....well i do love him, but i'm thinking i sure hope you don't have the flu, and visualize myself rolling him out into the yard...(with the stove)
here's my link if you would like to keep this artists mind intact:
well, i will spare all of you from a repeat of that this year....for it has been snowing for over a month now...so i've decided to only once list my complaints of how it is in our mountains in the wintertime...and just leave it at that...
shoveling - hubby shoveling to leave for work, and then more when he comes home...eli shoveling until he throws the shovel down and stomps in saying...every time i'm done it keeps doing it again...i now know that there are different shovels for different jobs....we have the metal shovel that can help break through that constant layer of ice...we have regular snow shovels, and then if it's a nice light weight snow, you can just pull out the leaf blower and have at it....
we have to shovel from our back door to get to the gate, shovel around the gate so we can open it...shovel down the stairs to get to the car, then shovel around the cars and behind them to be able to get out...and lets not forget to shovel the long winding (down) driveway to get to the road where the plow has come...and yes, it's day after day after day...
carrying in wood - just plain sick and tired of lugging in that wood through the studio and it making a mess all over as i do it...it is really amazing how much bark can just fall off after you have vacuumed...and if that darn wood stove doesn't start sucking out that smoke like it's supposed to then i'm going to personally put it out of its misery and throw it in the yard...
now it's trash day - i yell out trash dayyyyyyy.....ok, we can get the trash to the can, but there is no way we can get the can up the hill through the snow to the road...so we have this system...walk through the snow everyday to throw the trash out....then on trash day, take all the bags out of the can and put them in super sized black bags....heave the bags over the low fence, throw ourselves over the fence (this eliminated the need to shovel around yet another gate)....then drag the bags up through the snow on the hill and put them on the road...taadah...
then off to the store - i honestly think the weather people have stock in the grocery stores...for the entire town is there loading up like we will possibly be snowed in for weeks at a time...but nobody ever is, because everyone has to go to work the next day and everybody has 4x4's...after buying enough groceries for a week, (totally unnecessary as i said, but we do)...i have to lug them from the car below, dragging them up all the slippery steps into the house, up more stairs to where i can finally heave them on the counter to put away....the cha-ching of the grocery store still ringing in my mind...
and schedules - what schedules...for there is never any school...i think eli has gone to school maybe 7 days in 7 weeks, maybe 8 weeks....i've just quit counting...i'm happier that way, keep my head in the sand, and wake up everyday with the thought, i wonder what today will bring...instead of ohhhh nooooo, not again....and if you would like to know...school was in today, but the school is taking the classes over to ski for the day....yes, this is the world i am in....
my back is getting very tired of bending...my legs weak from going with the flow...
and this morning? hubby said, i don't feel good, i have a headache, i'm hot and cold....well i do love him, but i'm thinking i sure hope you don't have the flu, and visualize myself rolling him out into the yard...(with the stove)
here's my link if you would like to keep this artists mind intact:
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