Winter is slowly killing us. If my child spends another day indoors, without fresh air or the ability to run off her boundless energy, I may be forced to ship myself south.
Things are not pretty here.
Ally is wound so tight at the moment that the only sound in our house is screaming.
Have I mentioned its not pretty?
We have not seen grass since Christmas and there's still a good 6" that needs to melt.
I weep looking at pictures others are posting of shorts and short sleeves. Its still t-shirts under long sleeved shirts, under sweatshirts, under snow coats for us here.
And its only February...
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Oh, what I get to look forward too :)
(((hugs)))
I won't even mention that I've had the windows open all week.
You could come to Arkansas. We specialize in sixty degree temperature spans - within a single day, mind you. Morning: 20 degrees. Afternoon: 80 degrees. Of course, it could be the other way around, if a storm blows through. Keeps us on our toes!
I feel your pain sister. *sigh*
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