Hello and Hi-ho.
March 14th, essentially what was deemed a mostly egregious type of storm that coated most of Colorado, left Pueblo free of cancellations and closures. Even the night before my wife anxiously refreshing her phone hour after hour with the assumption that school would be canceled today. This didn’t happen, I woke up at 4:00am to use the restroom, looked outside and could hear the pattering of rain falling from up above, took to looking at the streetlights and road but saw nothing but flowing water in the gutters. Not a blip of snow not a bloop of slush, nothing of the frozen sort.
Hour and a half later I am rushing myself up with the knowledge that school had not been canceled, needing to make my wife lunch, get my kiddo ready and pack his lunch, it was a messy start to the morning. Minutes later after the bags are packed, the lunches made, hair brushed and makeup applied the snow came with a vengeance of missed moments of a moist saturation and it dumped like falls in heaps of snow from the heavens, weighing down the lines, the trees, and it wouldn’t let up till long into the afternoon. Then came the usual job search, collection of listings for chores of my own for the day.
List of Chores:
Then came the usual job search, collection of listing for chores of my own for the day.
- Dogs and food, little play time in the snow
- Breakfast and 30 min, coffee/breather
- Organizing laundry
- Washing laundry
- Folding laundry
- School planning for next course
- Read chapter of Holly by: Stephen King
- Music and art project
- Little guy care and tending.
- Dog time again.
- Dishes
- Reorganize office…maybe…
That last one didn’t happen, I wanted to take to the office really really get everything organized but it’s a little guy does a really good job of making sure you know he does not want you to do anything but what he’s wanting at the moment, and in denying you ask for the opportune time of possible outbursts, though they may come with laughter, they sometimes come with violence and it’s not intentional, more just my little guy is frustrated and due to the being nonverbal, he has a very difficult time conveying that he’s mad and why he’s mad. It’s explaining the why that I think makes it easier for him to get irritated.
The weather happened to be a great cause of irritation for him, especially with being told that he gave me not go outside because it’s too wet, he decided that that’s stupid and asked repeatedly and very kindly to go outside so of course we went outside.
C’est la vie
Goodnight and Good morning, good morning and goodnight, may your day be bright and night be gentle.
Nosce Te Ipsum
Note: had this scheduled but it didn’t publish, so sorry for the late post reader.
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