GRRRRR!!

 

Grrr.

That’s my commentary on the day; Grr.

Grr for the snow that has returned to my finally melted world

Grr for the executive busting my chops over his own oversight

Grr for the cold and that groundhog’s stupid shadow

Grr.

Grr for the auditor who wrote up really stupid findings

Grr for the FDA visit that has to be just around the corner

Grr for my ever shrinking bank account

GRR.

Grr for the laundry

And Grr for the dishes

And Grr for the freezing conditions in my apartment

Grr for the projects I should have finished by now but haven’t

Grr for people who don’t listen

Grr for kids who won’t help out

GRRRRR for the traffic

Grr, Grr, Grr!!!

Magpye’s ‘Winter Sucks’ Poem

 

 

More Snow and cold

It’s getting old

I HATE the stuff

I’ve had enough

But what to do?

We’re far from through

A dozen weeks

With frosted cheeks

The icy roads

And coffs and codes

I hate it all

Yet still it falls…

Oh, the weather outside is Frightful….

 

…and it sucks.

Don’t give me no delightful fire, lights turned down low, it makes no difference, I am in no way inclined to feel happy about letting it snow, snow, snow.

Okay, yes, I have lived in Utah for the majority of my life, and yes, I should be used to it. But that doesn’t change the fact that I hate it worse than girlie exams or root canals. Snow sucks.

As you might have surmised by now, I am the Utah anomaly. I don’t ski. I don’t snowboard. Hell, I don’t even go tubing unless it’s for my sons scout troop and then I make one pass down the hill and spend the rest of the evening in the lodge passing out the hot chocolate. SNOW SUCKS.

They have this cute little option here on wordpress where you can have snowflakes falling on your blog now. WELL NOT IN THE NEST, PEOPLE! You’ll see none of that infernal white stuff in THIS blog, I assure you. No way, no how.

SNOW SUCKS!!!!

Trying so hard to be productive….

I am trying so hard today to be productive…. But it is just not happening. I don’t know if it’s just because it’s Friday, or because of the impending huge storm that’s coming in tonight that’s supposed to put all of Salt Lake on it’s ear, or because I’m supposed to have ‘movie night’ tonight with my husband and kids, and stay over because I have to work tomorrow for a few hours and the house is only blocks away from work and due to the snow it just makes more sense to stay close by, or if I’m just ready to be done for the week, or all of the above, or WHAT.

Yeah, Im having movie night with my husband. So what? Lately the lines of communication have been more open, and it actually seems like he has been LISTENING to me. I don’t know what that means, or if it means anything, I’m certainly not jumping to conclusions. But we are planning to look into some couples and family counseling at the first of the year. Who knows what will happen. Im definitely not tying my hopes and dreams to anything yet, as far as I’m concerned we have a long way to go before I’m even close to making any decisions, and I’ve made that clear. I haven’t gone through the last several months of Hell just to go back to the way life was before.

But I have learned some things about myself, some good, some bad. And I think he has too. And maybe it’s time to stand back and evaluate. I think that’s at least fair. For us, for the kids. For the thirteen years we will or won’t walk away from.

I have to give him credit; since the day I walked out, any time I needed him, he was there. Flat tire, broken door, money to feed the kids, he was there, and that does count for something.

Funny… if I had been at home, would he have been nearly as quick to respond?

Hmmmm…..

Winter SUCKS

I hate it. It sucks. There is just nothing about it, not one thing, that I can say about winter that is a positive thing. Sure, snuggling up in front of a fire under a nice blanky is pleasant, but only because you’re attempting to fight off the FREEZING FREAKING CHILL OF WINTER… you’d never catch anyone doing that in the summer just for fun, wouldja? Think about it.

I woke up to snow yesterday morning, and it right pissed me off. Oh sure, it was just a little bit, and was melted off by midday, but how dare it be there in the first place. Now that I have moved to an apartment up in the foothills close to the mountains, I can only expect the worst of it this year… Damn. I have to stop at the old house after work today, I left all my warm jackets and coats there when I moved because it was August and I wasn’t thinking about warm jackets and coats. Believe me, I am now. And my sweatshirts and snuggly clothes… gotta get them too, I suppose. CRAP! I HATE WINTER!

Seasonal Affective Disorder, anyone?

I know what you’re thinking. Why live in Utah if you hate winter? It does seem counter-intuitive, right? I know. But this is just … where I live. It’s where my ridiculously dysfunctional family is. I know how to find stuff. I moved out of state once, for three years… to Texas. I couldn’t stand it, it was so… FLAT. I felt so exposed all the time, and in three years I never could develop a sense of direction. The mountains are a necessity to me. I gotta have ‘em. They tell me where I’m going, they provide the best sunrises and sunsets you’ll find anywhere. Not to mention the best trout fishing there is…..

But still, why SNOW????

I need to get out of Utah

Okay, I am seriously cranky. It’s almost two o’clock in the afternoon, and it has been PUKING down snow since just after nine this morning. I am sooo irritated; I can’t even concentrate on my job, as evidenced by my writing this blog entry instead of working…

Many of my co-workers are discussing whether or not they will be able to get home in this weather. In that, at least, I am fortunate – for while I only drive a silly little PT Cruiser (purple, with flames – my husband calls it ‘The Flaming Grape’) I live only a few blocks from work. Worse comes to worst, I could walk home if I had to. I told everyone I could host a Pirate Sleepover for those stuck here – we could play Pirates Dice, wear eyepatches and say ‘aarrgh’ a lot. We could even have a POC movie marathon.

I don’t think anybody is going to take me up on it, though.

Bugger.

The husband is home from Hawaii. He wants me to feel bad that his back got sunburned when he was snorkeling with giant sea turtles.

I don’t.

He brought me a pirate T-shirt, which was pretty cool, and some really scary purple flower grandma earrings that make me wonder what he sees when he looks at me.  I mean, purple enamel, Wal-Mart, 3 dollar specials, you know? WTF??

I hate snow.

Someone told me to try and think of it as Pirate Weather. I know she meant well. But I almost punched her.

I need to get out of Utah.