'Tis The Season

One of the lovely things about being a stay-at-home mom and wife is that I have the mornings and afternoons to myself, to accomplish what I want or to take leisure time. Naturally my later afternoons and evenings are dedicated to cooking and looking after my family. I also have a sister who is able to stay at home, though her circumstances are slightly different, and her health dis-allows her from working too much outside of her home.

It is with this sister I enjoy spending some of my time with during the regular week (my other sister is busy and I can only kidnap her on Fridays and the weekends). However, lately, this has become a source of frustration. Not that my sister has done anything wrong, quite the contrary. It's me.

Twice now in the past month we have tried to get together to play amongst the pretty shops and sparkly things that catch our attentions. Twice now I have had to flatly refuse her.

Why?

Both hers and my own health.

I seem to be party central for the local cold/flu/virus. And it's not like I leave the doors wide open for these homewreckers either. They just seem to find me a rather hospitable host. And normally I appreciate that. But right now, it is just flat out making me mutter bizzarre curses in my little mind as I cough or try to swallow anything (sore throat). For this issue, I dare not expose my sister to my tenants, for she has a battered immune system as it is.

So alone I get to be tomorrow morning and afternoon. But that is okay. I still have a lot of cleaning to do. Well, there is always a lot of cleaning to do. It's like it multiplies in dark corners with the fertility of rabbits then crawls out in the predawn hours for me to trip over or stumble across later that morning.

Maybe the cats have something to do with it.

This is a picture I took a couple years ago. If you look carefully you can see this was taken in the city. Instead of 'Where's Waldo' it's Where's Stop Light'. I post this now because I love winter and I love snow, and it has been snowing outside this evening. Just a little. But I enjoy watching it fall from the murky cold skies to the earth.

Winter is my favorite time of year. I love the feel of things sleeping softly. If you pay close attention, you can actually feel the trees dozing. Well at least the ones of the non-evergreen variety. Though the evergreens to feel a little drowsy in winter because their sap slows down dramatically.

Now, hopefully that cough medicine I took a little while ago will kick in soon so I can drift off to my own rest without trying to expell my internal organs.

They really do need to stay on the inside.