Feels like ages since I sat down to blog, and yet it was only last week. I haven’t been around much because of Bacefook and because I was busy with other things like working at clients, getting our place completed, celebrating yet another birthday for my husband. I don’t know what is up with him and having to have one of those yearly, it’s really getting to be a pain. Despite the “pain” we had a nice dinner with friends so that his aging wouldn’t go completely unnoticed, after all if he’s going to keep doing this every year, might as well give him the attention he seeks.
I cooked all weekend, but nothing for us. My right arm is sore. I guess the osteo was right on Friday when he told me I was starting a tennis elbow… ouch! I have one lady who orders food from me, and she hadn’t done so in a while. Now I’m paying for it. Good thing I like to cook. I’ve only done half of her order, the really involved things I will do during the week.
It is still snowing over here. I was hoping spring was on its way and maybe had started a little early, but I was brought back to a white reality on Thursday. I know we’re only end of February, but still, I’m craving sun, and blue skies. I want my flip-flops!
This time of year is boring and I feel just the same, can you tell? It is not surprising so many people commit suicide this time of year; it sucks! Friends of ours announced last week they were moving to Florida. He will be heading south next week, and his wife and kids will follow after school year. I so wish we were doing that… I want to leave; I’m fed up of the cold, the slush, and the grim weather. We’ve been talking about it for years and maybe the last “episode” with the condo all are contributing factors to this regain of wanting out of here, I don’t know… Hubby would love to live somewhere where he could cycle all year. He can’t really do that here, because of winter. The only main restriction his surgeon gave him post op for his hip was not to fall. He stops commuting by bike as soon as it starts to freeze and will get back on by the end of March or later, depending on the winter we have. That’s the one activity he enjoys and not being able to do it for four months takes a toll on his moral. He needs it for his sanity. I want him to do it for mine as well.
Maybe we’ll turn out to be among those people who only talked about it and never made the move, but I sure hope not. I know it’s not really a good time to do something like this, especially in this economy, but we are not getting any younger, that’s a fact, and we both would welcome a change, so something needs to happen… soon.
Photo: Ours from Big Island, HI 2008