Grumble, grumble, grumble....
Feb. 3rd, 2016 10:30 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lydamorehouse Saint Paul did not close its schools. So guess who was up at o'f*ck o'clock shoveling the sidewalk and unburying the car? That's right. THIS GIRL.
I was so irritated by St. Paul that my chiropractor literally pulled me aside to talk to me about my shoulder tension. I resisted screaming into his face, "BLAME THE ST. PAUL SCHOOL SYSTEM!" Because, okay, yeah, I'm probably unreasonably irritated about having to get up early and shovel, but what made my shoulders that high was having to drive on half-plowed street with my family in the car. Myself, alone, maybe I wouldn't be so tense. But, with Shawn AND Mason along? Yeah, no, that's a lot of responsibility and I really don't want to be responsible for having killed them, a pedestrian, or another driver and/or their family. Yeah my shoulders were up over my ears. I was lucky they weren't higher.
Now the sun has come out to mock me.
I kind of wish that the skies had dumped an extra fifteen pounds of snow on St. Paul's head so I could self-righteously shout: "HA!"
On the other hand, because I was up and about early, I stopped by Whole Foods and picked something for the crock pot for dinner tonight and made myself a very early lunch (technically brunch? Maybe breakfast with lunch-related food?)
When Shawn was recovering from gallbladder surgery, a friend of ours, George, brought over his guaranteed vegan, all-the-fiber stew, which was basically: garbanzo beans, tomato chunks, and various veggies all simmered together. It was super simple and he kept apologizing for it not even being a particularly tasty batch, but I LOVED it and now make a version of my own on a regular basis--mostly for myself, because my family is a bunch of unrepentant carnivores. So somewhere around ten am, I stuffed my face with bean/tomato/potato/mushroom/okra/carrot stew.
Being irritable takes a lot of fuel, apparently.
I was so irritated by St. Paul that my chiropractor literally pulled me aside to talk to me about my shoulder tension. I resisted screaming into his face, "BLAME THE ST. PAUL SCHOOL SYSTEM!" Because, okay, yeah, I'm probably unreasonably irritated about having to get up early and shovel, but what made my shoulders that high was having to drive on half-plowed street with my family in the car. Myself, alone, maybe I wouldn't be so tense. But, with Shawn AND Mason along? Yeah, no, that's a lot of responsibility and I really don't want to be responsible for having killed them, a pedestrian, or another driver and/or their family. Yeah my shoulders were up over my ears. I was lucky they weren't higher.
Now the sun has come out to mock me.
I kind of wish that the skies had dumped an extra fifteen pounds of snow on St. Paul's head so I could self-righteously shout: "HA!"
On the other hand, because I was up and about early, I stopped by Whole Foods and picked something for the crock pot for dinner tonight and made myself a very early lunch (technically brunch? Maybe breakfast with lunch-related food?)
When Shawn was recovering from gallbladder surgery, a friend of ours, George, brought over his guaranteed vegan, all-the-fiber stew, which was basically: garbanzo beans, tomato chunks, and various veggies all simmered together. It was super simple and he kept apologizing for it not even being a particularly tasty batch, but I LOVED it and now make a version of my own on a regular basis--mostly for myself, because my family is a bunch of unrepentant carnivores. So somewhere around ten am, I stuffed my face with bean/tomato/potato/mushroom/okra/carrot stew.
Being irritable takes a lot of fuel, apparently.