Thanks for the screwing Mother Nature, you too brain

After the 75 degree tease on monday, Friday and early saturday sucked. We were supposed to get about a foot of snow. What we got was worse.

It rained. Hard. Then around midnight it turned into an ice storm. I went to put Roy out for the night (his idea, not mine) and the ice was just skittering everywhere. Ten minutes later, I hear this piteous whining. Roy decided I was right, sleeping inside rocks.

And my brain apparently felt guilty about taking the night off. I dreamt three separate dreams about helminths (intestinal round worms) complete with gory pictures.

I woke at 6 AM thinking an 18 wheeler had slid off the highway and down the embankment (It happens about twice a year and someone obviously wrecked at my turn off because when I cam home ALL the road signs were down). No truck. There was so much ice on my heat pump it was making a racket and vibrating the house. Sigh.

Fell back asleep and dreamt me and my parents lived back in THree Lakes WI where I was teaching last and mom and I had special tickets for this brand new state of the art knee screening but she kept running away.

Woke up more tired than when I went to bed and now it's snowing. I can't get out my backdoor (which rarely opens because it's hung wrong and I CAN'T open it) which means I have to hug the house and go around back on the ice to go pound the ice encasement off the heat pump.

sometimes I almost don't hate Florida

( I'm shocked I'm not Eeyore )

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Just got back into my yoga. Now i feel like jelly. Instsead of lowering my sugar, it shot it up. Glares at liver. You weren't starving my friend. No need to dump sugar.

Mom's home and fine.

( New Amsterdam. GAH just as disappointing as the Sarah Connor Chronicles )