Dawn Brocco's Life and Design Blog

It was supposed to flurry yesterday, then rain. Well, not by us. It snowed steadily all day into the evening. After 6" or so, it decided to rain some, but not enough to make all the snow go away, Just enough to make even heavier frosty snow to plow and shovel.

And in the midst of this, the power goes out. Comes back on for 5 minutes then goes out from 6:30 pm to 12:10 am.

This is NOT what I had in mind when I bemoaned the boring week we've been having!

Because once we turned on the oven for heat and lit 2 candles in the kitchen and 2 in the family room, real boredom was about to begin. Not enough light to read by, knit by, or do the crossword by. Hubby is still sick, so playing a board game or having any in-depth conversations was out.

So what did hubby, moi and Pickles do the entire evening - doze on the couch and loveseat. Well, hubby dozed, I was having one of my cold, then hot and sweaty peri-M sessions. 11:10 finally came and the dog and I went to bed upstairs in the 48 degree bedroom - the cold, at this point, felt GOOD to me, really good.

Pickles doesn't sleep on our bed - he has a chair in the corner, covered with a flannel sheet and a small felted wool blanket, so he can be cozy. He used to sleep on son's bed, before he went off to college, which was hysterical, as the dog has a thing about taking up as much space as his 35 lb body can manage to steal from you. Son was and is tall and needed all of the twin bed to himself.

But I've had to sleep with that dog, when I was sick, on the queen bed in the guest room (as Pickles won't sleep where I am NOT!), and he managed to nudge and kick me all night long, until I was nearly hanging off the edge by morning.

So, nope, no doggies in our bed!

Now, hubby doesn't like the room quite that cold, so he stayed on the couch. But, naturally, just as he was dozing off, the power came back on, so he came upstairs as well.

Now I've got piled up dishes to wash, laundry to do, shoveling to do - ugh - then printing to do for shop orders whose checks are in the mail to me. I don't know yet if hubby's going to work today. Will see how he feels after he plows the driveway and 2 parking areas. That usually kills him, when he's feeling well enough - with a cold, all bets are off.

And so far, knock on wood, my sore throat is remaining just that and nothing more. The peri-M is MORE than enough to handle, thank you!, I don't need to get sick on top of it, especially with him at work and not being able to fuss over me the way I get to fuss over him, because I work at home!

So, I guess the gods wanted to show me how boring life can REALLY be. Fine, I get it. I'd still prefer a little happy excitement now and then!