Thursday, December 18, 2008
No, I'm Not Stuck In A Snowdrift...Yet!
I'm still here! But am I ever tired! Since both my Hired Hand With Benefits and his trusty lawn tractor/snow thrower are both out of commission for the season, I have been the one to shovel, and keep shoveling, our thigh-high snow. I know we wanted a White Christmas, but geez!
I informed the Hired Hand this evening that I do not need to take "walks" lately as I am getting more exercise than I've had all year long. The one thing I've had to realize is that I have to pace myself. I have had my heart skipping beats. I believe this is due to stress, shoveling, stress, snow, stress, splitting wood, stress...and have I mentioned stress? Yes, I'm making sure I eat regular meals and have added vitamins to my regime and I have noticed it acting better already. And yes, I will indeed visit the cardiologist...I promise.
I think it's the worry about the HH. I have had a hard time getting through to him that he can not do things he normally does, like fill up the wood bin for the evening's fire, split kindling, or even lift heavy grocery bags. Worry aside, I have to admit that I'm not as young as I used to be either. I really don't mind snows like this, but I need to work smarter, not harder.
The sheep seem to be fine except they can't understand why some of them are Barn-Bound. And Skit seems to insist I come in his pen and dig his tire out of the snow. (Yeah, right...like that's going to happen!)
The one sheep I should really thank is Ole Olafson. I arrive at the gate huffing and puffing as I refuse to shovel a path and walk through the snow instead. When I lift my head up to see, there is Ole - encrusted in snow and a look of delight on his face. He wants his kiss and hug. I get through the snow while he waits patiently. Yes, I occasionally give Mr. Ole a peck on his clean nose and a big hug. He loves it. He would live in my back pocket if he could. I used to think Colin was the Love-Bug in the crowd, but Ole has turned out to be the one who seeks out attention. And on these snowy days it's a pleasure to see him waiting to return the hugs with sheep kisses.
There's another thing I'm a bit worried about: My daughter is due to deliver my first granddaughter any time. Well, that is IF this kid will turn around right. She's backwards. And she's staying backwards no matter what they've done to turn her around. Apparently this kid's going to be like her mother - except that Kelly was just impatient and wanted to get going. heeheehee My DD was scheduled for a C-Section on the 24th, but that's now been changed to the 23rd. We'll still keep our fingers crossed that the kid decides the 21st is OK.
So, everything is actually pretty "normal" around here. But I warn all of you east of us...get ready for this storm system now...it's a doozy!