Winter in October
This was a complete slap in the face. We are just coming off a two day blizzard and 17 inches of snow. I know, it's the Northland, and we can always expect to have snow any time after Labor Day, but a blizzard? That's just dirty!
So Friday was stressful for me. Blaine has officially parked his scooter in my garage, which means that I'm his primary mode of transportation until next spring. The city bus picks him up and gets him to Wal-Mart and I take him home. I don't mind; it gives me one-on-one time with him. It's never a dull moment with him. But it's also stressful, especially when the buses aren't running due to storms, which was the case on Friday.
I tried, I really did try - against the wishes of T. He thought I was nuts when I walked out the door to go pick Blaine up and take him to work and then to my own work. He wasn't pleased at all. But I knew it was coming from a place of concern...protection.
I'm stubborn though and put on the boots and walked out the door, right in to a snow drift. I trudged through it and headed to the garage. Opening up the garage door was a shock...and so I closed it and went back to the house and sent a message to Terry that I couldn't get Blaine to work. Then I told work that I wouldn't be in either.
I spent the day Friday walking from window to window to check the weather. I watched Netflix, made homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, did a bit of yoga, and tried to take a nap. (That didn't happen). Yesterday, more of the same. I discovered that I'm not a fan of being idle; I have too much energy.
Which leaves today, Sunday. I took Blaine to work then hit the gym. Man, did it feel good to work off some of that energy - to move. I upped my weights on the chest press, did some intervals on the rower, and worked up a good sweat. It felt good.
So Friday was stressful for me. Blaine has officially parked his scooter in my garage, which means that I'm his primary mode of transportation until next spring. The city bus picks him up and gets him to Wal-Mart and I take him home. I don't mind; it gives me one-on-one time with him. It's never a dull moment with him. But it's also stressful, especially when the buses aren't running due to storms, which was the case on Friday.
I tried, I really did try - against the wishes of T. He thought I was nuts when I walked out the door to go pick Blaine up and take him to work and then to my own work. He wasn't pleased at all. But I knew it was coming from a place of concern...protection.
I'm stubborn though and put on the boots and walked out the door, right in to a snow drift. I trudged through it and headed to the garage. Opening up the garage door was a shock...and so I closed it and went back to the house and sent a message to Terry that I couldn't get Blaine to work. Then I told work that I wouldn't be in either.
I spent the day Friday walking from window to window to check the weather. I watched Netflix, made homemade tomato soup and grilled cheese sandwiches, did a bit of yoga, and tried to take a nap. (That didn't happen). Yesterday, more of the same. I discovered that I'm not a fan of being idle; I have too much energy.
Which leaves today, Sunday. I took Blaine to work then hit the gym. Man, did it feel good to work off some of that energy - to move. I upped my weights on the chest press, did some intervals on the rower, and worked up a good sweat. It felt good.
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