Weather

Grr. The weather refuses to co-operate. No matter how hard I screwed my face up in concentration and danced like crazy for snow, the sun was very persistent, and we had no white Christmas. Gul darn it.

I am becoming increasingly slothlike, and I can't even blame it on cold gloomy weather. I have to close my blinds and pretend like it's nasty. But it's not. It's sunny and beautiful. Grr.

I may be pulling out of my cocoon just a bit. I went on a massive cleaning spree on Christmas Eve, finding the orange peels in a bag by my bed that were contributing to a very strange odor, and now I can see the floor again. I actually got up before noon today. (really, that's better than it sounds; working until midnight, I don't generally sleep until 2 am, so before noon is really quite... well, it's less than ten hours of sleep, anyway.)

Still haven't found the desire to knit anything, which is really pissing me off. I have about fifty half-done projects, and instead of doing anything, I sit in my knitting chair and stare out the window. There is something that glitters, just over the pastor's house. I'm not sure if it is a weird weather vane, catching an odd reflection, or some Christmas lights from a strange angle, but every time I look out the window, day or night, there is a big, glowing arrow pointing westward.

Signs are a wonderful thing, but really they are only justifications. "Hmm, I feel like some ice cream... but I really shouldn't... but look at that, the refrigerator just went on! It's a sign!" So I am ignoring the arrow. For now.

Of course the arrow is also pointing to the Blue Castle, where the bathroom floor has yet to be finished and the buggy room still has its door closed firmly. Hey, but I said I'm ignoring that sign, right? At least for today.

I'll just procrastinate, and see which way the wind blows tomorrow.

Comments

[amy]

Your Montana sweater so far ROCKS! My gawd, makes me want to cable or something. If I wasn't so intimidated that is. Nice to have found you again after my last crash :)

As for dealing with poop I can relate. Working with the disabled though, dealing with bodily functions is a fact of (my) life. I take the poop with the paycheck I am afraid. (I have done things you can only IMAGINE!)

And on a cheerier note... Glad to have found your blog again!

[Marilyn]

I'll be checking back to see how long you can ignore that sign... :) You crack me up...probably the only blog I've read recently where someone complained of sunny weather...ha! But I hear ya...you went to Montans for snow, dammit!

[caroline]

Hey, snowbunny, where are you? I miss your voice...
the sweater is beyond gorgeous. i'm coming out there for cabling lessons...

[Theresa]

It's been a year since Clemson saw you last! We miss you - so post already! For all I know you've been taken over by moldy orange peels . . .