Again, we're snowbound. I can't get anything done. I can't get Greg a wallet or a snowblower or socks or underwear. Double darn it! This gets frustrating. I'm just about sick of snow. I don't think I'm ready to fork over a 4 wheel drive.
I am enjoying our house. It is growing on me. I'm able to get things done. This time at home together is good and it's okay. While I'm a little claustrophobic with the snow on the ground, I know that in the future... I won't be held back from going. One of the many things I love about Greg is that he never sets limits on me; I am free as a bird.
I got a Christmas phone call from Wanda. I appreciated that. I called her back and talked to Tony and then later, Wanda and I visited.
It is a heck of a time to move to a new area... right on the brink of the holidays. The parties in Clovis that I'll miss out on. But it's okay. I feel that the future will be bright and shining here. I'll find my niche and Greg will meet people that he likes.
It sure doesn't seem like Christmas. Normally this time of year, I'm giddy and excited. Looking forward to the parties.
December 23, 2011
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