OH my gosh, will winter never end?

You know, it's funny. I've been sick and have not much to do besides lounge around in bed for days thinking of things to blog about-I was even WITTY!!

Now? Here I sit, ready to blog, and all I can think about is that the Walgreens ad has been disappointing for weeks. Weeks.

Being sick is a bit of a downer. Being sick in winter seems right, but at the same time it hardly seems fair. Here I am with nowhere to go and no one to do anything with, so it hardly seems like much of a loss. Even with the ice and some days hovering around 40 degrees, we still have a solid pack of snow on the ground. I am sensible of the fact that it isn't as bad as being healthy and stuck in the office on a beautiful sunny day with puffy white clouds straight from childhood, a slight breeze, fresh green grass and a steady 75 degrees. Now that is really hard to accept.

Here's my theory: I got very sick this time last year, so maybe it's my body's annual Tune Out to Tune Up. A mandatory rest, if you see what I mean.

I didn't go to Wednesday's swim class, I haven't done anything resembling a workout beyond getting up and down out of bed and bending my elbow to take a slug of NyQuil. One thing I did accomplish this week: I've read two books. I may have mentioned in my March Improvement Plan a reading program this month at the local library. I will pop into the car and run to the library to hand in my completed slips. Then I will go to the store because I'm out of oatmeal and all of a sudden that has become very important. Oh and laundry detergent. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I want a housewife.

I have caught up on all the blogs I read. It is good to see that some of them have been blogging right along, but it is also nice to see that many bloggers seem to be having the same problem I am having: not posting or when they do post it is about how they don't have anything to say!

It does seem difficult to believe that January is almost over, but it's good news to me. Oh except for the snow in the forecast. Yep, more snow. Delightful, isn't it? It is supposed to begin this evening and continue into the morning. I hope they're wrong. I almost always hope they're wrong! But you do get to a point at which you think, why not have more snow? How about some more ice? A little sleet? Heck, it's winter. We might feel cheated if we don't get storm after storm after storm. I'm sure the City of Des Moines can scrounge up another $3 million for the rest of the season. Everyone can take their change buckets down to city hall.

It's an idea.

I would hate to feel cheated out of a good Midwestern winter we can all complain about for months to come! So go ahead and snow, see if I care. Remember in The Long Winter by Laura Ingalls Wilder how Pa stood up and raised his fist and yelled at the storm? Yea, that's almost where I'm at.