Not for this bitch. Winter is an entirely different creature to old Sambo.
In the winter, my husband works 12 hour shifts, 5+ days a week. Right now he's on thirds, and hats off to the families who do this shit all the time. We've seen each other for exactly one hour each day for the last 3 days. We're both getting less sleep. He's exhausted. I'm exhausted. G's exhausted.
In the winter, it snows. Sure, it can be pretty. Until you have to walk in it. Or drive in it. At 6 in the morning, snow is not pretty. Snow is bullshit at 6 am. Snow turns 50 minutes of easy driving into 90 minutes of white knuckles and butthole clenching with zero visibility.
In the winter, it's cold. Because we're geniuses, we bought a 100 year old home with leaky windows and a complicated heating system. To keep the winter wind from getting its pervy hands inside the house, we taped that plastic shit to every window, which is fun with a toddler, two dogs, and a cat. There's no reasoning with these lunatics. In order to heat this old fucker of a home, we use a fuel oil furnace, a wood stove, a wood-burning boiler, and an archaic system of heaters and clockwise- running ceiling fans. We have become obsessed with both indoor and outdoor temperature, as well as cutting and splitting wood. And SOMEBODY has to empty the wood stove's ash tray and bring wood in the house...so back outside you go.
In the winter, if you park outside, you have to start your car early and/ or scrape ice and snow off your windows. Also bullshit at 6 am.
On top of all this, you have to bundle up your toddler who has discovered the phrase "no way", walk his grumpy ass out to the car, shove him in his car seat, and then promptly remove every layer you just put on BECAUSE HE CAN'T WEAR A COAT IN THE CARSEAT FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
67 days until spring.
You need a beer..i mean hot chocolate! Lol
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