Bluesday

Dearest,
            The weather is making me crazy! Very, very cold and it snows like every day. Every other day it snows a significant amount. Last night the 1” predicted turned into 4” –6”. I can’t shovel any more. Either, I work or I shovel, I can’t do both. I am not feeling well either, kind of achy and every time I eat I get an upset stomach. Tonight while I was shoveling I discovered that your car has a burned out headlight, I was using the far for light so I could see. Isn’t that great? Could anything else go wrong? Seriously, anything? Come on pile on after all I’ve got nothing to do. I’ll call Jack tomorrow, can’t do it tomorrow, we’re supposed to get another 12 – 18” of snow. I am SO sick of this sh|t!
            I don’t like being independent; I don’t want to be independent. I want to be harassed and pestered. I want to share private jokes and private times. I want to gossip about people and make fun of them. I want to be selfish and mean. Well, okay, maybe not, but it sure would be nice to have that option. I was re-arranging the “Goddess” pillows today and realized that nobody would know why they are “Goddess” pillows, made me very sad.
            They were talking about the “Snow Ball” on the radio this morning and I was remembering when we went. That started me remembering all the stuff we did. We did a hell of a lot in a very short time didn’t we? The ski jump competition has been postponed due to inclement weather. WTF? You would laugh.
Till the snow stops falling, Your Ken