I have been in good spirits until I came home today, from work. Power out, Amber puking on the couches, it’s cold in here, and my idea of soup is not gonna work out, for some reason my gas stove won’t light. While pick-axing my car out of shrinkwrapped ice, and putting out some city fires because the weather has been unkind to Issaquah – clearly, not snow being an issue, but ICE, weighing down trees and screwing things up – I get kinda cranky. The puked on dog blankets and towels cannot be washed; there’s no power for my washer. So my house smells like puke, is freezing, and to top it off, Jim will be working a 12 hour shift at the hospital. Lovely. I do find out if I teach the 630pm class tonight in another 30 minutes or so, and if so – well, maybe that will not be so bad. Seeing as it’s cold here. I could go back to the office or stay home and be on call – as Chris put it. It took me 20 minutes leaving the house to de-shrink wrap Classy – who does fine in the snow, and then another 20 minutes on the way back up the hill to check on the animals (I think Amber is stressed or something, I have no idea why the puke session). … and have lunch. I guess Issy has no power. None of Issy. Well. At the very least, I look forward to Jimmers coming home. But it’s a bummer he isn’t off at his usual 2pm. It’ll be 6pm, he works 6-6 today, and considering the ungodly hour he got up so he could make it to Edmonds’Swedish on time….well, I feel even worse for the lad. That’s a long, tiring shift to begin with, not including a fucked up commute. Tis ok. Sure – it will pass. But I remember 5 years ago when the power was out in Issaquah for 5 days during the snow. Now let me tell you about cold and blah. Currently, at my parents’ house, they have clocked the snow in over 12 inches deep. Nice. No. It's not the snow that annoys me. It is the fact that it is fucking up my usual life routine. Simply put. Gimme my soup back!!! Also noted, the battery on this will last only so long; it goes faster because the aircard is plugged in. Thus giving me my last bit of intarwebs.
I am ready for the heat wave to come and melt away the drama. Cuz my hands are cold, bitches. :D
-Angela
I am ready for the heat wave to come and melt away the drama. Cuz my hands are cold, bitches. :D
-Angela