Oh, and my child care is closed again, so I'm housebound with two loud, energetic kiddos. I tried playing Susie homemaker today - I vacuumed and steamed the rugs, and made cookies with the girls. All the while, I feel a sense of injustice rising in me like the muddy river outside my window. I am so miserable. This is how I feel:
I have also developed a theory about the 10 day forecast on weather.com. Everytime I've checked it over the past week or so, there has been 7 or 8 days of rain, with some tantalizing "partly cloudy" days dangled like rewards at the end. Those 7-8 days just keep creeping ahead, so we never reach the promised sun. Maybe they are trying to keep people from pulling a Virginia Woolf. Or maybe the joke is that we actually think we can forecast the weather that far in advance. They probably have computer models for a week or so, and for the other 3 days they just spin a wheel that has a variety of options.
Something's gotta give!
1 comment:
I know what you mean about those extended forecasts of doom. But hey, it is what it is. Guess we'll see what tune I'm singing if it keeps raining for my vacay.
That book is not porn! That's a great book! Sensual, yes, but in good ways AND bad ways. You must not be too far into it!
Enjoy the coziness. And get a babysitter for tomorrow night and we'll eat and drink!
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