(RANT) We are now in the 8-12 inch range for snow, starting tomorrow morning at dawn.
Our commute home on Wednesday will be more than interesting at this point. Rick will bring me into work and then take the Tucson to his work. Sometimes we are allowed to leave work early when the weather is really bad. But if they let us out early tomorrow, I will still have to wait til Rick gets off work to come get me. I can go home with Bob to his house; it's in the same town where Rick works and he can pick me up there. We've done that before. I usually make omelets or something for us, then we watch a movie until Rick gets there. But it's the point of the thing.
We've already called the snowplow guy to come in Thursday morning, after it's over to do the driveway (after Rick and I had a horrid argument about it). The man has a bad back and he tweaked it out yet again. And he was just at the doctor for back and knee x-rays....what part of STOP does he not get? I don't want him outside trying to shovel 12 inches of bloody snow in our driveway; that's just stupid. He's 63 years old and still thinks he's 23. Honestly, I could just smack him up along side the head sometimes. Sorry, but I am royally peeved. That macho crap has got to stop. "Oh, but I'm fine!" "No, you're not! Stop it!"
Thanksgiving dinner will be on Friday because Rick's dad is already fretting himself silly over having to come down on Thursday in the snow. So we postponed dinner til Friday, mainly to appease him, not that he'll show up anyway. I'll be surprised if he does....he's just looking for an excuse to get out of it and now the weather gave it to him. And if he thinks I'm a caterer, he is sadly mistaken.
The electrician was coming on Friday to help Rick with the shed wiring. Now, that has to be postponed, plus we'll now have to dig through the snow before we can dig the ditch for the wiring coming from the house because Rick never got the ditch done over the weekend.
I give up. I simply give up. I'm tired of dealing with the family drama with his dad and I'm already tired of the bloody weather. If I lived in Buffalo, I think I'd just commit myself at this point.
And people wonder why I hate winter. And if one more person, just one more person, tells me that they're looking forward to snow, it's not going to be pretty.
Why, yes, I'm in one fine mood this morning! Thank you for listening.
ETA: AND I FORGOT MY BLOODY WALKING SHOES THIS MORNING, SO I CAN'T GO FOR A WALK TODAY!
(/END of RANT)
We've already called the snowplow guy to come in Thursday morning, after it's over to do the driveway (after Rick and I had a horrid argument about it). The man has a bad back and he tweaked it out yet again. And he was just at the doctor for back and knee x-rays....what part of STOP does he not get? I don't want him outside trying to shovel 12 inches of bloody snow in our driveway; that's just stupid. He's 63 years old and still thinks he's 23. Honestly, I could just smack him up along side the head sometimes. Sorry, but I am royally peeved. That macho crap has got to stop. "Oh, but I'm fine!" "No, you're not! Stop it!"
Thanksgiving dinner will be on Friday because Rick's dad is already fretting himself silly over having to come down on Thursday in the snow. So we postponed dinner til Friday, mainly to appease him, not that he'll show up anyway. I'll be surprised if he does....he's just looking for an excuse to get out of it and now the weather gave it to him. And if he thinks I'm a caterer, he is sadly mistaken.
The electrician was coming on Friday to help Rick with the shed wiring. Now, that has to be postponed, plus we'll now have to dig through the snow before we can dig the ditch for the wiring coming from the house because Rick never got the ditch done over the weekend.
I give up. I simply give up. I'm tired of dealing with the family drama with his dad and I'm already tired of the bloody weather. If I lived in Buffalo, I think I'd just commit myself at this point.
And people wonder why I hate winter. And if one more person, just one more person, tells me that they're looking forward to snow, it's not going to be pretty.
Why, yes, I'm in one fine mood this morning! Thank you for listening.
ETA: AND I FORGOT MY BLOODY WALKING SHOES THIS MORNING, SO I CAN'T GO FOR A WALK TODAY!
(/END of RANT)
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