Usually, at about the end of February or the start of March, those of us in colder climes start to get sick of winter. Today I woke up to a veritable Winter Wonderland outside so it was really hard to not find it beautiful. A thick coating of soft snow was piled up on the large ornaments I have on the tree in my front lawn. They are Christmas ornaments but I removed the word “Christmas” from them after the Epiphany so I won’t feel so bad that they are still up.
They are so beautiful in the tree, especially when they catch some snow on their tops, that I can’t take them down. That and the fact that I just haven’t gotten out there to do it without the dog around who would eat them or break them.
To top that off, take a look at what is going on in Buffalo this weekend that is so brilliant and wouldn’t be so fabulous without all this snow. Tell me this Powder Keg Festival doesn’t look like huge fun?
You know that saying about if life gives you lemons, make lemonade?
Tubing down the Skyway Exit ramp. Now that’s lemonade.
“If at first, the idea is not absurd, then there is no hope for it.” ~Albert Einstein
Where has all the free time gone? It’s Friday of the week off and it’s time to check in to see what got done.
I got nothing done. I am way behind because having kids at home when you are supposed to be working is counterproductive.
My son did clean his bedroom because another kid was coming to sleepover before this youth convention they were both going to. Since this Monday, it has returned to its former state. To say my son is a sentimental slob would be an understatement. This kid keeps the plastic wrappers on items for mementos and actually has a Tupperware container of receipts for fast food he’s gotten when out with friends. I think he will grow up to be one of those people that ends up with a house that is so cluttered that there is only a pathway to the refrigerator, the bed and the bathroom that is clear of crap and he will go on Oprah for help. The learned psychiatrist on the program will probably say it’s his mother’s fault.
I did order a book on time management and I hope they have a chapter about cleaning your work area that includes your children. My guess is that there will not be so I will probably have to write that one myself.
The girls both got sick – really sick – so they got nothing done. The one is better now and went back to her normal routine today. The other child is asleep on the couch, which she hasn’t been able to get off of for about 4 days now. She is my organized one and is slowly curdling inside because she has been too sick to get her work done and is “way, way behind”. Needless to say, I am a bit curdled too because I am also behind and I am worried about her as she is one step away from pneumonia.
The weather today is very windy and snowy and below zero. The power has gone out once today due to the wind. With this in mind, my sick-o is arguing with me about driving back to college today because she is sweating about her assignments. I am picturing her crying because she is sick and has gotten lost in the sub-zero weather. No, wait. That was her 4 days ago when she drove here as sick as a dog. Thank God for Google maps and cell phones. I am getting that kid a Garmin for her graduation present.
So it hasn’t been a very productive week, but it has reinforced my strong belief that older children should get summer jobs, full-time jobs. If not, they become them.
“In the depths of winter I finally learned there was in me an invincible summer.” ~ Albert Camus