Dang. There is so much freaking snow out there. Seriously. I tried to take my puppy out for a potty break earlier and he was like, I don't think so. He rolled in the three feet of snow a bit, ate some, did some digging, then jumped back into the house. He is totally going to pee on my floor tonight. But, more importantly, I have to shovel. I do. I don't want to shovel. Ever. And I have this broken back, this very broken back, and how can I manage all of this? I want to believe that I can handle it all. Other women do. I want to be complete with just me and my daughter, without any man. I really, really do. But truthfully, it is so much nicer when someone else takes out your garbage, does your recycling and shovels your driveway. So much nicer.
But I guess I need to step up and just get it done. I'm strong enough. Maybe I can be every woman, like the song says. So, I will shovel. I will. And it will be fine. So I'm going to try to get my puppy to pee again, now, in the deep snow. Wish me luck!
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