WELCOME TO NEW ENGLAND
Um, ya. I so wanted my first post since the move back to New England to be all happy, sappy, and sweet. Not happening people. Though, I have had a couple of hours to cool off, so it shouldn’t be as bad as it could have been earlier!
I have been back here for just over two weeks now. We arrived on Jan 25th, early evening. Ya, slid right on in between the two snow storms. What beautiful snow for the children to play in. Um, if it wasn’t so freaking cold! I still have not thawed out from our first night back. But the kids are troopers. They just had to do it. Aidan came to the door after about fifteen minutes the first time out side, crying because he touched the snow. He didn’t realize just how cold snow is on the little hands when it’s only 15 freaking degrees out! Poor boy was devastated. I was out at the store at the time, but his big sister took pity from flash backs of when she was little and it happened to her lol. Got him right into a nice warm bath and made him hot chocolate to warm him.
Angus got sick the day after our arrival. Short lived, but sick none the less. His leg bothering him terribly from the bitter cold weather. He now wears socks to bed. How sexy. I wore pj’s to bed for the first several nights. Which confused poor Angus when he woke the first couple of nights in the middle of the night. I normally only wear them when I am really, really pissed off at him. So in his half woken stooper each night I got lots of cuddles, kisses, and I’m sorry I love yous! Ok, so far one good thing since the move.
Angus found a job right away, and started this past Monday. So far he likes it. And seems to like the people he is working with. We shall see when he gets home tonight though. You see, the sales people have to clear the lot when it snows!
Which brings me to the reason I felt I needed to blog this morning. To vent. I have tried to keep a positive attitude since we’ve arrived here. Even though we have all been nothing but sick since we got here. Me the worst, and for the longest. Not to mention my allergies and the cats. Ok, back on track. Like I said, I have kept a positive attitude, until this morning.
It’ really didn’t start off too bad, the usual, coffee and watch the news. Cool, school has been delayed two hours. No need to rush this morning! Woo Hoo! Take a shower, get lunches and breakfast for everyone. Just have to drive Angus to work so I can have the car. Get out to the car a few minutes early to scrape it off. The locks are frozen. Frozen. Nothing works to un-freeze them.
Angus is now stressing out because he is going to be late. So he tries his van. It unlocks, but is very low on gas, like it’s been empty since we got here. And he has been running it every couple of days for a few minutes. So we know it is going to be shear luck if it runs long enough to get it cleaned off, never mind to the gas station. Its so, so cold out and the wind is whipping snow in our faces as he is scraping away. I am only still out side because I am stressing about him stressing and worried that he is going to have to pop nitro pills to get through this morning, and that he is going to run out of gas. And if that happens, he is going to really be stressed out. Then when he gets to work he is going to have to shovel snow on top of all the stress of this morning. My mind keeps flashing visions of him going into a full blown heart attack right there in the car lot at work.
I go back inside next to tears and realize, I can’t get the kids to school. The car door locks are FROZEN. Just great. At that point I couldn’t do anything but laugh. Hysterical laugh. But hey, I didn’t break down in tears like I wanted to moments earlier. But I did tell Angus, as I kissed him good-bye, that if I wasn’t home when he got home tonight, that I would be driving back to California and call him when I got there. Hummmm, I don’t recall asking him to call me to let me know he made it to work safe and sound. But he did. I wonder if he thought I really just might do it lol! And it is just what I wanted to do at that very moment. I feel better now. It was the first time since we’ve been here that I really truly wanted to.
This really wasn’t how I wanted my first post to be. But I feel better. Maybe later I will post that post. It’s still here in my mind. Some of it good, some of it not so good. But mostly good.
TTFN
Posted on 02/11/05 at 11:32 AM