Tuesday, February 1, 2011


Another snow storm, another snow day. I think we will be home again tomorrow and probably Thursday since this next storm is supposed to be all ice. The thought of having to shovel again makes me ill. There is literally no place to put any more snow. Mr. Ex did come yesterday and he cleaned the roof. The driveway is now ten times worse, however. This is snow day #5. We will have to make up these days at some point. My dilemma is that I want my daughter to go to this fantastic swim camp the last week of June. What message do I send if I have her blow off school to swim, AND, have her brother go to school and not her. Just another thing to have to worry about, lose sleep over, obsess over. Other stuff on my mind: my daughter's swimming successes and anticipation of championship results; whether or not to continue working at Ukie school; whether to take my kids out of Ukie school; my unemployment; my separation; I have to wear a bathing suit in 2 weeks for my daughter's swim-a-thon; money; electricity maybe going out tomorrow; GAH! It never ends. Ten ton boulder uphill, every freaking day!


  1. How old are your kids? Couldn't they help with the shoveling? I'm not suggesting you send them onto the roof, but what about the driveway?

  2. How embarassing! Yes, my kids are old enough (8, 10) to help. But you know how sometimes their helping makes you have to do things twice? That's kind of what it's like. My boy did help a bit today, but only because he wanted to go to a friend's house.

  3. I was the kind of kid that didn't help unless I was forced to. I wish now I had done more to help out, but hind sight is 20/20.