Baby, It's Cold Outside

We' ve opened (and closed) the door for Vincent about 5 times this morning, he wants to go out but just can't bring himself to do it. The cold weather is here, snow spits on and off and you just know it's gearing up for The Big One. Pearl of course loves it and harrasses everyone to go out. I don't mind, while she was dorking around I spent the morning cleaning out the outhouse to get a better look at it, the floor is in surprisingly good condition but the two seater part is pretty fragile. Half of the ceiling is caved and it seems to need some repair on the roof. David shored up the side to stop it from leaning - it's a spring project but it gives me the winter to think about it. I tried looking up the Bidwell School online just to get an idea of how old it might be and I'm not sure if it has any historical value or not. Anyhoo, David's brother Kim and his girlfriend Grace are here for the weekend so we'll be going out later, David already took them to the applefarm and then I met them after work last night at the chinese buffet. Pearl is busy entertaining but they've shut the door firmly so she's got to wait for them to get up so she can resume her Hostessing Duties.

Ho. Hum

I can't believe that Christmas is around the corner, can you? It seems as I get older it seems to sneak up faster leaving me more and more unprepared each year. Some people have thier outside lights up already but that is due more to the climate - people put them up now rather than waiting until it's below 2 and snowing. The temps have dropped drastically, it's now in the 30's and we've had a few little dustings - but we all know that's just a precursor to the Real Deal. The cats still go out in the morning but are back in by 7 - Vincent had a run in with something this morning so he opted to Exit Stage Left back onto the couch. Pronto. I've been messing around with my time at work, if you start at 8 am (that is only if you can get some crazy patient to agree to see you that early....) you can leave at 4:30 - I've done that two days in a row but have found it's not worth it. First off I have to leave about 7:20 to get anywhere by 8 and the other problem is things get so busy in the afternoon the earliest I've been able to leave is 4:50 so the upshot is I leave much earlier and end up getting out about the same time. So it's not really worth the effort. David has been busy, between the house and jobs he's been running about, he got his hunting license and will most likely go this weekend. Pearl will enjoy that! My car goes into the shop again, the tires in the back have a slow leak, I will never buy Goodyear tires again. They have a 90,000 mile warrantee and this is the THIRD set of tires I've been through and you don't get the replacements free, they're pro-rated and now they're leaking.

Do Bad Things Always Happen For A Reason?

Someone said that recently - and it always makes me wonder, why - why does there have to be a purpose to bad things? Does it lend them more importance or make it easier to accept? I've had bad things happen to me and I cannot give them a reason for being, it didn't improve my life or make things better or even make me think. It was just bad and that's all it was. Sometimes I think if you don't give it meaning, just let it be a bad experience you can say "wow. that was bad, but it's over now" and get past it. Not to downplay the other end of it - I've had things happen that I thought were terrible at the time - but sometimes if you lose something you realize down the road you're better off without it and you no longer have to worry about it anymore. There is no shame in giving up on a bad job and moving on - and people don't like that concept either. Not everything in life works out, no matter how much you try or how much you want it to work, the solution can lie in the ability to say Enough, it's done - you cannot fix some things. There are things in your life that should be left unfixed because perhaps, in hindsight, maybe they never really worked in the first place. So maybe the next time a Bad Thing comes along, you should leave lie where it is and go on, because it's only as important as you make it.

The weather has been very rainy lately - it goes along with my mood as of late. Things are not bad - I am just tired of being sick and it makes everything look that much worse. Part of it is getting used to being an hourly wage earner instead of a salaried one - and yes, there is a big difference - because with being salaried you can play around with your time like working straight through the day and getting off early. Here I still work straight through and all I do is make more work for myself. Liz is going to be nearby this weekend and I can't see her because I'll be oncall that day, we can't go anywhere for Thanksgiving because I just get the one day off - I feel like I moved all this way and I'm still working harder and I still get to see no one, different state same crap. Arrgh. It will get better eventually, we got hit with a lot all at once and it is starting to even out, but it'll take more than a day I suppose. I'm trying to be overwhelmed by every little thing, I knit and play with Pearl - I have looked into some groups but it comes back to the same thing. There's actually a knitting group that meets down at the library - but I'm working so I can't go to that. There just doesn't seem to be enough time anymore.

In Da Boneyard

I realized this morning while ironing and watching the TV set that perhaps a movie entitled "Ed Geins, The Butcher Of Caufield" was maybe not morning fare. I also swore to myself that if was ever standing in the middle of nowhere with no one around but my body snatching friend,who incidently happens to be holding a shovel, that I would keep my mouth shut on quittin' as it just ain't right. It's a good way to catch a shovel across the head (eekk!) with susequent Whapping (eewww) until you're on the wr0ng end of the body snatching business. Yes, I am still addicted to the Chiller Channel with no end in sight. If you get up early enough you can catch the Alfred Hitchcock hour which is always fun, isn't it? The temps continue dropping around here, it's the same all over. We get a small bout of Spring Like weather followed by winter and everyone acts surprised like it's never happened before. Same song different year. Of course it's not consistant yet, it's very cold in the morning then warms up and then back to very cold making it impossible to be dressed appropriately for more than an hour at a time. I'm about to start cabling again on my sweater, deja - knit??

That picture is actually from one of the houses we didn't go see when we were house hunting - interesting decor, isn't it? Maybe I can knit some wall paper...... speaking of which, I did restart that sweater last night. I went through all the yarn and realized there's about 4 skeins that have a different color lot, it's so slight that when you put them with the others you don't notice right away it's not a match to the first dye lot. Oh well, at least I'm very good at the pattern. My cold is finally starting to break up, I feel better this morning than I have in a while so hopefully I'll be done with it by the end of the week. I'm going to start back exercising tomorrow since I can breath and stuff now, with the holidays looming around the corner I do want to get a little ahead with my diet so things won't be quite so tragic come January. I spoke to both the navy boys last night, they seem to be doing well. I guess I'd better go get ready for work

Is It Sunday Already?

I've spent the weekend just being sick with this Stupid Cold - I've got a charming hacking cough and a runny nose. My vaporizor has become one of my most cherished possessions and my big activities for the entire weekend was a trip to Wegmans. Yi Pee. Next weekend will be my first on call day - I'm filling in for another nurse but it will be a nice test run for me - although if it doesn't work out I'm not sure what the alternative would be. I'm also considering getting my hair cut at some point, that's always a dicey thing for me. The problem with having very thin hair is you can't do alot with it or make it look thicker. It's fine if I can find a hairdresser that can work within these parameters but every once in awhile I run into an Optimist and I'm the one that suffers. My favorite was the one that had pink and purple unicorns decorating her station and dotted her i's with little hearts. She insisted that she could make my hair look thicker and I, out of morbid curiosity, let her give it a go. I left there with a helmet of hair, my bangs sticking straight up in the air due to the huge amount of hairspray, gel and mousse that had been carefully incorperated. When I got home David was in the kitchen - I asked him how I looked. He peered at me for a moment and then said "you look like you've been scared very badly" - it took 3 shampoos and scrubbing to get all of that crap out of my hair. I figure I have another month's grace of using the little scissors in the bathroom before I have to go and get it cut for real - wish me luck.