...but is barely half over.
Some of the things that are so frustating in our lives are the most mundane that we have no control over. Like weather. Or getting a cold. My life has been disrupted greatly by both in the past few weeks and I know they are both totally boring to anyone other than those afflicted, but you know, it's my blog. Sometimes I just like to whine.
This SNOW and COLD! It just doesn't stop! I don't care what the TV forecasters call it- "snowmaggedon" or "arctic/polar whatever". It's crazy. James, who is 6, has only been in school 6.5 days in the past month b/c of all the holidays and cold. And today he's off again! He's likely to be out more later this week after we get even more snow. At this rate, he'll be making up days into July. Goodbye, summer.
Because it's been well-below 0 here most days, we've been cooped up together with little time apart. I love my kids and all, but someone (are you pointing at me?) needs to give them a quiet-the-heck-up lesson, and a clean-up-after-yourself class, and a that's-not-your-phone-put-it-down-now smackdown. Mostly just James. 18-month Henry is a freaking ball of adorable delight. I'm serious. This age is crazy cute and fun and makes you want to have more of them (NO.) but 6-year-old-boy-who-has-been-snowed-in-for-a-month makes you KA-RAZY.
Click on the picture. That's right, I've given up half my living room to a circus tent. Thanks, IKEA.
The weather is so bad here that it has disrupted basic services nearly every week for a month. Want dependable USPS/trash pickup/electric service? Too bad. None for you. It's been a month of just making things work. And February isn't starting out any better, as evidenced by the coming storm on the radar.
But I reserve the right to bring it all up next week.