My little life (for the moment) story.
A few months ago we had a very cold day. Freezing. Warnings going on that if you were dumb enough to be outside without protection, frost bite may be a new part of life… I happened to wake up early that morning, and I guess Jeffy had left for work earlier than normal too. I sent him a text telling him about the weather…why did I do that, he had already been out in it. Whatever… He proceeded to text me back saying his truck had stopped working a little over five miles down the road. He had been out there in it with no gloves or anything trying to fix it. Ugh. So I volunteered to meet him and figure it out.
Well, like I said, this has been a few months now….and his truck still does not work. We have been a one vehicle family this whole time. There are days that we have orthodontist appointments or meetings that I have to attend though, so I have to wake at the butt crack of dawn to drive with Jeffy to work and drive back home again so I can have the vehicle for the day. Of course I pick him up at the end of the day as well. We can only do that so many times with gas prices and all that nasty…plus, I just don’t like waking up that early to get up and go. :ahem:
It was ok for a while…you know, we had snow and more snow…and ice…and more ice.. Who wants to drive in that, anyway?
But it’s been so long now. We all have a serious case of cabin fever. I feel like Groundhog Day, where the day keeps repeating over and over. We pretty much have the same day five days a week.
There aren’t any friends that live close by. I could try inviting people over, but I hardly know anyone that would want to come over and it is so muddy anymore, any kids would be stuck inside.
The kids have been playing the xbox and their ipods to death once school is over. I fully support it, because what do I do? I go on Facebook and Pinterest. (How many new profile pics can I add to Facebook, eh?) When I am done with that, I read the backlog of blogs that are in my Bloglovin’ feed. I never run out of things to do online…but…it.all.starts.sounding.the.exact.same.
Things are getting kinda wacky in these here parts. Would you like to meet my new friend?
There is hope in sight, but I am not holding my breath.
Y’all don’t even realize how much I look forward to the weekends, when I know we will at least get out of the house to go to church.
These four walls are starting to close in.