What do you do with a Friday that didn’t work out as planned?
I couldn’t take the trip to town, Flare. Body predicting cold snowy weather. Husband and son volunteer. But snow would be coming too soon. Canceled. But need groceries. Even as we discussed what to do flurries were gathering on the banister of the porch.
Yeah, the old snow never melted so this coming week should be interesting.
DH and brother drive to little town. Get necessities which in the case of the snow that had started celebratory pizza.
While they were gone my friends and I got together over the internet and laughed and talked for hours. Friends are great! They made me feel like this:
This evening while trying to figure out what to share here, Teddy came to visit with me.
“Mom, I’m bored.”
“Wanna play?”
“Nah.”
Then he marched off my bed to see what other mischiefs he could get into.
More snow expected over the next week. It is pretty. But worry about Kali and her outside times. Much deeper and she will disappear.
Friends, family, furballs, pizza. Who could ask for more? Snowed in? What do you do?
Next time you need groceries and can”t get out, Walmart and some other grocery chains now deliver. Or you can call a service like Favor and they will shop and deliver for you!
Here in the outback of Oregon we use Walmart and Amazon a lot. We are an hour and a half from the nearest city so it is hard for most delivery services but we can get non-produce mailed from the above. And we do use them. I like to drive there and do it myself as — well cabin fever, etc.
I totally understand that!
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YAY FRIENDS! That does sound nice, though. Apart from losing Kali to the snows! You maybe should shovel her some bare land? Or someone should, if flare.
Don’t you hate it when your body knows the weather before you do? Sometimes I check the weather to affirm my pain is just. Ugh. Like today my shoulder is killing me under a bright blue sky because snow tomorrow. And then you’d think if it hurts before snow, it should ease up when the snow comes, and sometimes it does, but sometimes it gets worse. And that sucketh.
My brother and son do the shoveling for Kali. They try to make it safer for we older ones to go out, too.
Hubby and I do the same thing. We wake up hurting and pull out the weather app to show that barometric pressure either rising or tanking. Knowing there’s a reason it hurts somehow helps us to be more gentle with ourselves and each other. I hate the sucketh kind. Sorry you get that kind of pain, too.