I know I wrote back in late October that we haven’t had a hard frost yet. Last Friday, we were hit with a snowstorm leaving us without power and about a foot of snow here in Arlington.
Up until this morning, none of it has melted, and we keep getting another dusting every day. It was still only November. I started getting that we live in a fucking snow globe feeling early this year.
I heard the plow trucks go by our house four times this morning and woke to a slushy, icy mess. I could tell that a climate change and a storm were coming. My body is like a freakin weather stick…thanks arthritis.
Production was difficult for me this morning with arm and shoulder pain on my right side and “Moderna arm” pain from my booster shot I got Monday on the left side. I was fine as long as I didn’t lift my arms. LOL! Over the years, I have found ways to work through and compensate for arthritis; today was no different.
I’ve had arthritis since my 20s, and I have never let it stop me from working, dancing, or living once. It’s called grin and bear it, also known as “suck it up, buttercup.” I have never called out sick because of it, and I certainly won’t let it stop me from working for our own business, that’s for sure. For years my dance students have smelled the wintergreen fresh scent of Ben-Gay that I slather on before I teach classes.
I made it through today’s production and clean-up with tremendous pain, some loud rock music, and a whole lot of determination to finish. Mission accomplished.
This afternoon I needed to run a few errands and pick up milk for next week’s production. It was dark when I came out of a store at 4:15 pm. Sigh. I am just not cut out for the dark days of winter.
I made a quick, simple dinner tonight…tacos. Some people ask if we ever eat “normal shit.” The answer is yes and on paper plates tonight. I even put the cast iron skillet of taco meat on the kitchen island instead of setting the table and putting all the toppings into separate bowls.
Poor Otto started running around the house panting and shaking as we were eating. He knew something was about to happen. Thundersnow! Marty and I were sitting in opposite directions, and both saw the biggest lightning bolt ever out the windows.
Marty said it hit close, and it did, just right down the road from us. I love a good thunderstorm, but this was scary; this one shook me to the core. Holy shit!
Within minutes the fire department was toned out to a house hit with a possible lightning strike and fire. Marty had his turn-out gear on before he even heard the tone for the rescue squad. After he left, I grabbed a flashlight just in case and filled up my wine glass. I needed to be prepared!
The good news is I just heard on the scanner the fire is out, Otto has calmed down, and Klausie-boy, the bulldog, couldn’t give two shits about any of it. As for me? I need more wine. 😛
Full understanding and support regarding the arthritis thing. It sucks. Dottie dawg spotted two deer out front this morning. So, there we were, two deer, Dottie and then me, (bringing up the rear,) as my knees locked up while running through slushy snow behind the whole goddammit pack. Good news is the dog and I ran out of steam long before the deer. She’s 15 pounds with delusions of grandure. Dog and I limped home while I littered the air with profoundly articulate swear words. However, I made your sandy pasta last night. Wonderful recipe. X
That thunderstorm was a humdinger! No snow on our side of the hill, just lightning, thunder and torrential rain! And for once in a blue moon, we didn’t lose power! Jam on!