I have to say… this Tennessee gal wasn’t sure what to expect for a Chicago Blizzard. It was an interesting experience, but not one I’d like to repeat because, well… I’m not a cold weather person anyway.
In my yard, we got 3.5 to 4 feet of snow. I’m not exactly sure because I didn’t go out in it myself. The kids loved it. They went out and dug the snow out from under the swing set and put it all in front of the swings and went swinging and jumping into the snow. They also made snow forts and had snowball fights. I gave them Wednesday off of school because the snow was too distracting. They had to do their schoolwork on Thursday and Friday. They weren’t happy about that and grumbled about how homeschoolers don’t get snow days as much as other schools.
As for the rest, I’ve been having a lot of nightmares and panic attacks and times of self-doubt. If you follow my twitter (which is pulled over to my Facebook) than I’m sure you’ve noticed some of this. Two weeks ago, I remembered a friend of mine, Crystal, who deleted her FB account because of anxiety attacks and depression and I decided I was going to follow her example. No, I’m not deleting my account, but I’m very much limiting the amount of time I’m on. If you see a picture posted on there, I can easily do that from my phone and I like making sure Little A’s mom, Grammie, and Aunt know how he’s doing while here. Also, I like sharing photos of my kids with my parents, sister, and other family and good friends. I will probably be on to upload pics from my good camera every once in a while also. This is why I’m not deleting my account. I’ve also pulled away from chat. I am needing more personal contact, but I don’t know how I can do that. I am not cutting out texting, but I would prefer that I get phone calls instead. Being able to hear a friend’s voice, to talk with them and laugh… it is so much better. Unfortunately, I’m always afraid to call my friends. I don’t want to disturb them if they are busy. I don’t want to be a distraction in their life. Silly, right? That’s how I feel. I have no one to hang out with here in Chicago, so I feel stuck where I am. There are times I go out and find myself surrounded by people, but still feel lonely. It can be people I know, good people, but I still feel totally alone.
So, I need contact. If you have time and know my number, call me. Talking. Laughing. They help.