I haven't really been out of the house since the snow started last Wednesday. Well, except for a brief hiatus on Saturday between the first TWO snowfalls. And even that wasn't a low stress spa day. Oh no. That was a very necessary treacherous trip to the grocery store because our cupboards were absolutely bare. And then? The line for the checkout went from the check stands all the way to the deli and around to the meat section. You've been in a grocery store before. You can imagine. And I repeatedly whispered to myself "Jesus MEEK and HUMBLE of heart, make my heart like unto Thine."
Well, AND I went outside to marvel at the snow. And take pretty pictures.
Driving anywhere is out of the question for a ginormous Weather Wimp such as myself (I've heard Seattle will do that to you). I mean, I'm not a snow neophyte. I'm not from Sunny South Hotville where I never see the stuff. For heaven's sake, Wisconsin has this kind of dump every couple of weeks in winter. And I've never had a problem with it before! But they have deicer and salt and plows! (Oh my!) And really, I've never had to go up or down an icy hill in Wisconsin. Right now, I still can't get out of our driveway onto our unplowed, packed-snow, icy-underneath side street to get to the somewhat-plowed, sanded, icy-underneath arterial of sorts to get anywhere. Not without chains.
I've even been talking myself out of walking anywhere. Well, by myself it would be fine. And off I go! Except I slipped and fell the other day, hit my head, and the Bubba also diagnosed an injured rotator cuff. So walking with Lucy? Is it responsible to take her out strapped to me on slippery sidewalks? And if we fell? I'd pull a muscle, and probably break something on her. In the stroller? Like pushing it through sand. Can't. Make. Myself....
So we're stuck at home. But not only stuck at home. In our house there is one huge forced air vent for the entire house. Now, it's not a big house - maybe 1100 square feet? The bedrooms open onto the living room, and then the "office" leads from the living room to the kitchen (and bathroom). The heating vent is in the living room. There's an invisible force field from the living area to the office/kitchen/bathroom part of the house and the heat just doesn't get past it. The kitchen and bathroom are above the garage. It might as well be outside. The bathroom is so cold that I have to work myself up to take my pants down in there.
Our days are pretty much spent on staring contests in the living room. With quick necessary trips to the kitchen or bathroom. And this is when the Krazy came to live Chez Moi. Lucy is either feeling it too, or else she's taking her cues from me, because she has become the Crabbiest Baby Of All Time. Screaming when it's naptime (this girl is a good sleeper like her Mama most of the time). Whining at all of her toys. I have even tried the TV as a Distraction Tool to no avail. Whining, whining, whining. Boring into brain.
I feel like I've been transported back in time and should be going out to hunt rabbit or learning how to prepare a meal of squirrel or something (good thing I went to the store when I did and we don't have to).
The straw that broke the Krazy shell (and when it rains, it pours, right)? There are no presents under our tree. We're not really "doing" Christmas this year. That's a topic for another post, but regardless, we have no gifts. I was counting on this past week to get our family exchange gifts and mail everything out. Nice, Lizzie. Now other people aren't going to have Christmas either. In the Bubba's family we exchange names. I know exactly what I want to do for the names we have, but I haven't been able to get to the shop! And now they won't have an exchange gift to open on Christmas. Not the worst thing that's ever happened to them, I'm sure, but I still feel bad. We do have the gifts for the Bubba's goddaughter and Lucy's exchange name, and I would love nothing more than to have mailed them! But the mailing store that is within walking distance has been closed as well.
Thwarted at every turn.
Good thing I made caramels yesterday. And have heavy cream to put into my delicious coffee.
I do believe this will be the very first time since we've moved to Seattle that I'm praying for rain.