No school again today! I was worried last night because my power kept flickering on and off. I was NOT looking forward to a night with no power. Thankfully, that didn't happen. Instead of waking up to an alarm clock I woke up to a slightly frantic puppy who needed to, well, you know.
So....I got all bundled up and armed myself with my snow shovel and salt and set out into
I let her back inside after pretty much forcing her back into the yard to do her business and I went back outside to clear off the rest of the porch, the sidewalk, a path to my truck, behind the truck, and the sidewalk in front of my house. It took me a good hour or so to do all that as well as salt it all down, too. I came back in and my toes were numb. I literally couldn't feel them. I think I need some good snow boots. I decided to shower because, well, I was gross and sweaty. The next hour or so was quite interesting. I, um, didn't eat anything before going outside. That, plus the fact that I had an, um, vistor, apparently contributed to a dramatic drop in my blood sugar. Who knew? I had to will myself to not pass out in the shower and I'm not even kidding. I finally finished in the bathroom, took some ibuprofen, ate a mint, and was all ready to make a ThermaCare heat wrap my new BFF. Much to my great HORROR and dismay...I was OUT OF THE HEAT WRAPS. When I use the word "killer" to describe the revolt going on in my uterus, I am not exaggerating. I pretty much willed myself to get through the next forty-five minutes or so until the ibuprofen kicked in. Then I felt all better. Note to self: EAT SOMETHING BEFORE GOING OUT TO SHOVEL SNOW, STUPID.