Thanksgiving Thoughts

Blogging has made me feel like I am back to being myself again.  I know I will have days where I don't write, and I know you will understand because you also have a life and understand how overwhelming life can be at times.  

As always, I am trying to get healthy and stay that way.  I still haven't mastered that skill. I will feel ok for maybe a day, so I try to get a few things done.  Vacuum or do some laundry.  It wipes me out. So a lot of days these things done get done.  I am grateful that Angus and HistoryBoy are helpful (when they want to be LOL)  HistoryBoy is at an age where it could be a fight to get anything done, yet he if I ask he simply does the chore for me, whether it is simply carrying a load of laundry from one room to another for me because I can't lift it, or taking out the garbage.  He grumbles every once in a while, but he still does it and doesn't truly give me a hard time. 

I am grateful for this, especially at this time of year, when the cold is beginning to feel like it is seeping into my bones and take root.  I can't get warm and stay warm, and my hands simply hurt, just because its cold. It might be 68 degrees inside with the heat on, but some days I am still wearing gloves inside.  If it is 60 degrees outside I need gloves in my pocket because my hands will start hurting if I am outdoors too long. 

Even though I have these problems, I have Angus and HistoryBoy, who truly want what is best for me, even if some days they don't understand why I am not feeling well, or how I can go from feeling ok one moment to miserable the next.  When I need help, they do their best to give me what I need, whether it's time to lie down and simply leaving me be, or carrying the things for me that I can't, or taking care of the things that I am simply not up to. I don't know where I would be without them.

Not a Snow Day... But it Should've Been!

I hate the cold.  I don't function well in the cold.  I ache and my hands throb.  I have been wearing gloves indoors the past two days.  It's awful.  It isn't even that the heat isn't working, it is.  It's just that my body is not working properly, as per usual. 

Today (Friday, Jan 10) is especially rough as there is freezing rain today.  I got a call at 730 that the buses were running late because of the icy conditions.  History Boy is out of school sick until Monday but I still got the call.  The school called again around 8:40 saying that all buses had gotten to school safely (finally! School starts at 8.)  

I didn't realize just how bad it was until I had to run out to my car and almost fell out the front door.  I slipped, in winter boots, on the front step and almost went flying down them.  I then moved to the grass since it seems the better option than the sidewalk but I still had to cross the driveway to my car.  I slipped my wait carefully across to get what I needed to out of the car and carefully made my way back in.  I put salt out.  Well I actually stood at the front door and threw it out the door, I wasn't brave enough to attempt to walk out there again. 

Then I get a call from the Emergency Response System asking me to stay indoors and off the road because of the dangerous conditions.  Um, didn't the buses just take all those kids to school in these conditions! If I am not supposed to drive, I certainly don't think a school bus should be!  Also, in addition to the Emergency Response Call, the sirens from the local fire house have been going off every 1/2 hour or so. There must be alot of accidents or whatnot going on for it to be happening that frequently. 

Sigh, ok I am done my rant.