it's all terrible for some reason
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i’m at that point where– oh, no it’s been a while that i just plain haven’t
known what year it was. i lost count somewhere and idk. how old am I? what
year is it? we’ll figure it out.
Spent a couple hours the day before yesterday, during which I urgently
needed to be working on cleaning my house, instead helping dude’s mom
shovel out. she’d been working for hours, slowly, pacing herself– she’s 70
after all, and in okay shape but not particularly athletic– and then the
plows finally came by and really plowed her in and she called nearly in
tears, and Dude was ass-deep in alligators at work and I said, “give me an
hour, and I’ll be over.”
So I got an hour’s worth of very necessary cleaning on the guest room,
since my sister is staying there on the night of the 1st. I need to do more
cleaning though, because of course she’s with her husband and Farmkid, who
will be one day away from turning 9, and is like five feet tall, so they
don’t all fit in that one guest bed and I need to clear out a bunch of
space in the living room where somebody’s getting the couch. They’re always
here in winter; I have guest space on the porch, but not when it’s cold! Oh
well.
Anyway. Left that to do later, in what free time I don’t know, I’ll figure
it out, and went over and spent two hours shoveling. It was a hard two
hours; the snow was really compacted and wet. But we got a lot done. I
cleared out the end of the driveway in about 35 intensive minutes, then
went back and started on the Drift of Doom blocking the garage. She came
out eventually and joined me, and together we broke through the drift but
only got the path about four feet wide. Still, that was huge. On my way out
I broke up a lot of the snow hoping to get it to melt. But I had to work
yesterday, so i couldn’t continue.
She says it’s fine she’ll just back her car over the rest of the pile. I’m
a bit concerned. But Dude managed to get out to grocery shop, and did the
shopping for her too so she doesn’t have to get her car out and can just
wait. She said she didn’t need to go anywhere else. So if she can make it,
great, and if not, well, hopefully the thaw takes it down the rest of the
way.
Anyway now we’re on flood warnings everywhere. We got 51″ of snow, was the
final total, and now it’s 55F outside, room temperature basically, and so
everything is melting everywhere. I am terrified for my basement, which I
used to be great about keeping stuff off the floor of and lately I haven’t
been able to and well, if it’s gonna flood I guess it’s gonna flood. I’m so
nervous.
OH i forgot.
wednesday night, when the temperature first rose, I woke up at 1:30 am to
Dude saying, loudly, “OH NO.” I came fully awake immediately, and he said,
“why is this wet”, and then I heard it, water dripping, next to my face,
and I got so mad because that happened to me so much over the summer in the
cabin without a real roof and I was like “NO this is my INDOOR HOUSE” but
the blizzard had forced fine snow through the cracks of the roof deck and
it had collected and run down to the edge of the roof and melted into a
puddle on the attic floor and now was in the ceiling of our bedroom
dropping onto our faces. We had to go clear out a corner of the attic and
mop frantically and it was still dripping afterward so I slept in the guest
bed and dude slept on the couch so at least when my sister’s family comes
we can attest that the sleeping accomodations are comfy.
anyway i’m like. idk the stress is a lot for some reason I genuinely can’t
puzzle out. i’m very frazzled. i’m making progress cleaning the house. it’s
not the dirt it’s just that there’s so much stuff i haven’t put away in all
my traveling and back and forth i never unpacked and anyway it’s just piles
of things, and anything that’s put away i’ve forgotten i owned so the only
things i use are the things in the piles.
I helpfully tidied everything away into my bedroom and then I get up before
Dude so I can’t get dressed until he wakes up and it’s awful. so. anyway.
unsustainable. can’t live like this. have to live like this.
Also it’s only 23 days until we go on vacation and i have at least five
more garments i desperately want to make so we shall see, especially if i
have no time to work on them, what gets done.
oh AND i have cramps, so that’s just like. shit icing on that cake really.
prayer circle for nobody drowning in these floods and the property damage
to be minimal and for them to stop finding bodies in snowdrifts here.
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