It's been snowing here in Tennessee this weekend. It promptly melts each afternoon and it's not been enough to go sledding on, but it's still snow. It's felt like winter.
That Shakespeare line, "the winter of our discontent," has echoed through my head all weekend. It is probably stemming from my father's pouting over the fact that we only got an inch of snow, instead of a foot. He has definitely been discontent, and goes off into rants about global warming and melting ice caps, and has taken to muttering unkind things under his breath, mostly involving Bush and the GOP. I certainly am no Bush fan myself, but I doubt that cursing him is going to bring any more snow to my doorstep in the next month. But, whatever floats your boat, Dad. We do live in Southern Middle Tennessee, and not Southern Middle Alaska. Take what we get and stop pouting, or move.
Actually, scrath that. He actually talked about moving to Kentucky twice on Saturday before my mom reminded him that it was impossible to move while my grandmother was still alive, and also, if he wished to remain married.
He gets impulsive, like that, my dad. Moving to a different state just so he can live where he has a better chance of getting snow 4 months out of the year.
So. It's been snowing, and Valentine's Day is coming up, and all those stupid romantic movies on Tv, and blah, blah, blah. Enough already. I get to spend my Valentine's Day learning the new computer system at the office, so that I can become a (temporary, only-in-it-for-the-cash) data entry slave. I'm not complaining, really. It's cash, it's a job I didn't have to interview for, and it'll give me an excuse to leave the house.
I'm just a little scared that it's going to veer from temporary to the semi-permanent. I don't want to be here anymore, and I've fought putting down roots and making commitments every single day of the last 5 months. So, it was kind of a big step to sign up for this gig, no matter how "temporary" it may be.
I have a new shoe (which I will take a picture of for show and tell later). I think it's going to help. I'm not 100% positive, but I'm kinda excited about the results I've gotten from it for the last week. I've had some good days with it, and those have been few and far between in the last year. So, here's to crossing my fingers that this is just the beginning of whole weeks of good days.