We’re about to swim to the grocery store, but I wanted to share these photos with you before we left. We’ve had a TON of rain this week. And by a “ton,” I mean ten thousand inches. And it’s still raining.
Our Christmas decorations are all down but I purposely left this string of lights strung in the homeschool room. Why? Because we can! Both of these boys wish they could be outside, but since they can’t they’re commiserating together on the back of the couch.
Salem is not interested in going outside for obvious reasons, so he’s been using the litter box per house rules. While I love his compliance, I’ve been completely spoiled by his indoor/outdoor status and have not enjoyed tending to his indoor potty all week. I’m sure he’d rather get back to his bushes outside just as much as I’d like him to.
It’s not a ton of snow, but it’s enough to close schools and, in turn, leave thousands of happy, hyper children running laps around their living rooms. The boys slept in until 9 a.m., and when I finally went into their bedroom to announce the snow day, their screams immediately gave me a raging headache. Only creativity and patience will save me now.
This poor attitude isn’t helpful, I realize, but my complaints are valid and honest. We have endured a long trial and testing of wills. When I say I’m tired, I’m not talking about sleep. I feel exhausted in my bones.
With that, I’m really done with winter, which is not normally something you’d hear from me. I love snow and all of the excitement that comes with it, but in our current state of limbo, I’m tired of it all. I need peace, calm and drivable roads. So Winter, you’re now officially On Notice.
Spring, I’m laying out the red carpet to hasten your arrival.