I’ll be frank with you, I just have not felt like writing at all this past week. I haven’t really felt like doing much of anything, come to think of it. Winter is killing my spirit.
It’s snowing again right now, and we are expected to get up to 13 inches.
There’s a randomness to how I’m feeling, so there is a randomness to this post. (Ah, delightful symmetry!)
…Thank you to those of you who gave me virtual hugs during this past week. For me and the ones I know, things are headed in the direction of normal, although it’s a weird normal in which this shooting took place. So yes. Forward, together forward… in the words of the NIU fight song.
It’s not really yellow snow. It’s just that I was under the sodium lights when I took this picture. Seriously.
…I’ve been working on my doula certification, and that’s going well. I’m in the middle of compiling a list of community resources for new parents/newly expanded families, and it’s exhausting. I have 44 categories on my list, and I have to (at least) have 1 entry in 30 of those categories. Right now I have 17 categories done, most of those with multiple listings. That part of my spirit has not yet been killed by this damned winter.
…Today I discovered that my old running shoes (which I’ve been wearing as work-a-day shoes) have holes in them. I discovered this while walking through a puddle. Awesome.
…I have also been knitting this whole time and got myself through my first-ever mitten! Hooray! The second one has been started, and is part of my teaching project so I’m not moving very fast. Not that I moved very fast on the first one either.
It’s inside-out here, although this side kind of intrigues me…
…The snowplows are coming through again. I wonder how long this storm will last. We have already shoveled once, and it wasn’t slowing down any when I was out there 2 hours ago.
…One day I will tell you the story of My Left Groin Muscles And How They Broke, but not now. Now it is sufficient to say that they are doing much better and I can walk and turn corners easily and without fear for the first time in years. Thus begins the “get in shape so I don’t hurt” part of my 2008 goals.
…Nights like this, I don’t mind winter so much. It’s pretty, it covers up the crappy bits, and the world gets still and muffled so I feel a little less pressed-upon. (It’s just the whole winter put together that has brung me low)
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