TGIF *slump*
Feb. 25th, 2011 09:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trystinnIce and snow storms really take it out of me. The extra work is my choice, as I chose to have animals and be responsible for their well being. And well being takes a work. Lots of it. And resources. Can't forget those. Its tiring and I will whine about it, but I am grateful to be able to do it. I won't always.
I have somehow stupidly managed to get sunburned. In February. During a snow storm. I will be treating the sunburn and wearing sunscreen until the snow is gone.
Kevin texted me around 3pm today and asked me to drive him to Mount Vernon, on the mainland. Which basically translates to "Drive me to the Harley". So I popped in the shower, scrambled to get around and then ran around taking care of the outdoor critters. Which took longer than I thought. But we made it to the mainland in plenty of time, handed the dealership the check and walked out with the owners paperwork for his new bike.
Given that I'm absolutely not ready for that kind of ride (1 hour, highways, ice on the road, darkness when riding home) and that Kevin does not yet have his endorsement (I have smacked him up the proverbial head for not yet signing himself up for his FREE class), we're having the bike delivered to his home Thursday afternoon. At this point, I'm just praying the ice and snow is gone so he can start zooming around and getting accustomed to the bike. Unfortunately, he lives in absolutely the wrong neighborhood for this. Lots of blind hills, blind curves, kids, dogs, no sidewalks and irregular roads.
As I write this, its 22F. I need to do another round of waterings before bed. The dogs are ready to go to bed and I'm soon to follow.
I have somehow stupidly managed to get sunburned. In February. During a snow storm. I will be treating the sunburn and wearing sunscreen until the snow is gone.
Kevin texted me around 3pm today and asked me to drive him to Mount Vernon, on the mainland. Which basically translates to "Drive me to the Harley". So I popped in the shower, scrambled to get around and then ran around taking care of the outdoor critters. Which took longer than I thought. But we made it to the mainland in plenty of time, handed the dealership the check and walked out with the owners paperwork for his new bike.
Given that I'm absolutely not ready for that kind of ride (1 hour, highways, ice on the road, darkness when riding home) and that Kevin does not yet have his endorsement (I have smacked him up the proverbial head for not yet signing himself up for his FREE class), we're having the bike delivered to his home Thursday afternoon. At this point, I'm just praying the ice and snow is gone so he can start zooming around and getting accustomed to the bike. Unfortunately, he lives in absolutely the wrong neighborhood for this. Lots of blind hills, blind curves, kids, dogs, no sidewalks and irregular roads.
As I write this, its 22F. I need to do another round of waterings before bed. The dogs are ready to go to bed and I'm soon to follow.
