What’s the Word in Pissy’s World of ‘Why-Not’s’?

I find life to be too much of a bully sometimes. You know the kind that takes advantage of the fact you’re weak, and kicks you when you’re down. I find this life, my life, to be much the same way. When the going gets tough…well, it just keeps getting fucking tougher, that’s what! Case in point is the shit I’m going through now. It’s not enough that I’m depressed and am having difficulty just going through the motions of having an actual life; let’s throw a little crisis into it just to spice it up some. Crisis, cause that’s what I need right now!

For those of you unfamiliar with my blog or just happened upon it recently, I wrote a post some odd, eight months back, that pretty much describes the current plight I’m dealing with. Β “Shut Up and Eat Your Fucking Lemons!”Β Yep, the water situation again! And though I tried to put a humorous spin on it then, I just wanna tell ya there’s nothing funny about having water problems in your home. Especially in the winter! June 1st of last year when this occurred the Old Man was able to get out there, do some digging, and mend the problem. Right now we have a pipe that is leaking and allowing dirt in the line, that sits under frozen dirt and snow. He’s not going to get to that really friggen quick. I gotta tell ya, the prospect of dealing with this little problem for the next few months has NOT improved my mood any. ((sigh)) Good thing something else did.

We got GOBS of snow the other day! ‘Yeeeeeaaaahhh!’ Yeah, I know. Most of you hate that, huh? I don’t. I love it! I’m like Dustin Hoffman in “Rain Man”. For my life to move smoothly and my not suffer from the ‘crazies’ I have to have routine. This spills over into every part of my life; seasons included. When I know it’s winter, but it doesn’t feel or look like winter, it just really jacks me up and I feel like I’m trapped in this seasonal purgatory which I don’t know how to deal with. That, and not being able to start my day with my routine of getting a fire going in the morning has left me immobilized. Well….we got word the snow was coming the other day, and I found myself pacing back and forth in front of the picture window in anticipation of it. No, really I did. See how desperate I am to feel better? I’m fucked up as a soup-sandwich, I am! All the while I’m telling the Old Man that if we could just get the damn blower replaced in the fireplace insert all would feel a bit ‘normal’ for me and I might get over this depression. It was at this point he suggested that maybe if he tried cleaning it out again it would make a difference in how it was working and we could use it. To make a long story shorter…It worked! πŸ™‚ Β He cleaned it up, used some of my sewing machine oil–at my suggestion, cause I’m brilliant–and Wa-La…we had fire!

It's getting started. I'm sooo excited!
Yeeeeaaahhh! It works!!!!

The best part was yet to come….

It's here! It's here!
What a beautiful sight from my window.
Isn't it breathtaking? How can anyone not love snow.
Doesn't that look like a flocked Christmas tree in the background? A little late in the season, but better late than never, I say.
Bon Bon is getting to be such a BIG boy. Can you believe the lady that sold him to us said he would only get to about 70 pounds? Huh? He's almost that now and he's only 5 months old!
There's our lil princess, Bronagh. (I couldn't get a clearer pic because of the contrast.)
The kids just love the snow. I can't keep them inside now.
Better pic of the lil girl. Umm...that would be the Old Man sleeping in on a Sunday. And yep, I gotta keep ugly blankets on the furniture now to combat the dog hair, and the kennel is never far away. ((sigh)) Gone are the days of the pretty living room.
But isn't she cute? I suppose it's worth it.
My handsome boy!
Give mommy 'sugar'.

So yeah…okay…dealing with the ‘water-shit’ isn’t great, but I’m feeling a bit more like myself now that it’s snowed and I’m able to get a fire going in the morning. See, contrary to what the Old Man thinks it doesn’t take much to make Pissy happy. I got me just a wee touch of OCD…doncha know…and it’s the little things that can make a HUGE difference.Β 

Hopefully this will aid in fixing the problem and I’ll get to feeling better soon. I hate being such a negative-ninny all the time. And if it doesn’t there’s always Kristy’s birthday this weekend to brighten my spirits. Going out and drinking ALWAYS improves things. And…AND…it doesn’t hurt that she’s a blast to be with. “Happy Birthday, Girlfriend! PB & J all the way! Gotta remember to put a few things on my grocery list: 7-up, Excedrin, and something spicy to eat. Reason? Pissy intends to have a hangover. Don’t you think I’ve earned it? The spicy food is to sweat out some of the alcohol. The 7-up is to soothe my stomach. The Excedrin is self-explanatory. Might sound crazy, but I managed a biker bar, remember? I’ve been doing this a long time and know what works for me. πŸ˜‰

In case I don’t get to you sooner….Hope the remainder of your week and weekend rocks!

12 thoughts on “What’s the Word in Pissy’s World of ‘Why-Not’s’?

    1. There is something incredibly beautiful how snow brings out landscapes, isn’t there? I have moments when I wish I were living in the South, but then remind myself that I could never suffer through a hot Christmas. You could take the girl out of the midwest, but never the midwest out of the girl.

    1. Thank you, Donna! Alas, plans were cancelled as Kristy found herself having to work all weekend to cover for her asst. managers who both have to attend to a death in the family. The Old Man is going to take me out for a while though, so all is not lost. You have a great one too!

  1. I feel the same way about snow and fireplaces; they just seem necessary for a womans proper dominance over her hearth – there must be fire. Sadly, the only fire in my home is on top of my gas range, heating water for some Mexican hot chocolate.

    The oldest hearth discovered was some 700 thousand years old, in Thailand, I think. And evidence suggested it had been used for centuries. Proof that we girls are fire-dependant creatures. Which is to say, I am so glad for you that at least you have your morning fire back again.

    Have you read The Simple life of a Country Mans Wife? Like you, she is isolated by land and distance, but takes pride and has appreciation for her surroundings. http://thesimplecountrylife.com/2012/02/07/always-a-walk-home/

    Glad you have something cheery to look forward to, and are planning your cure in advance.

    P.S. we are finally due a little snow here later today as well, mostly slush, but I’ll take it πŸ˜€

    1. Ooooh, Mexican hot chocolate…I don’t know what that is, but if it’s chocolate it’s gotta be good.
      I am sooo glad that we got the fireplace going again. It truly does make a huge difference in how I feel. Sadly, the Old Man didn’t think we’d have a chance to use it so soon, so he hadn’t filled the back porch with wood like he does every season, and now the stuff available at his dad’s farm is too wet to use. Needless to say, I’m milking every last drop out of the wood we already have sparingly.
      I did get on her blog and check it out after reading your comment. She writes beautifully. I plan on going back to it again, but first need to get back into the swing of things with all of you first. I’ve missed out on so many of your posts that I don’t quite know where to begin. Baby steps, I know.
      Well, as I just replied to Donna, plans were cancelled as Kristy found herself having to work at the last minute. That’s okay though, the Old Man and I are going to go into the city, run around, have some dinner, and celebrate an early Valentine’s Day, so all is not lost.
      Hey, enjoy your snow, Babe! πŸ™‚

  2. What gorgeous pictures! Makes me envious that we in south Texas don’t get snow and get to have fires in fireplaces. Well, we have fireplaces and people have fires in them but it’s not the same as having a roaring fire going when there’a a blizzard outside. Good job. Your babies are beautiful.

    1. My babies aren’t so much babies anymore, are they? Ha..ha.. They keep getting bigger and bigger everyday.
      I’d love to visit Texas, but don’t think I could live there. I’m one of these people who were born and raised here and love the snow. In fact, while my husband always talks about moving South to get away from the cold, I wish I could go farther up and over. I would love to live in Massachusetts. And you’re right, there’s just something particularly special about a roaring fire when there’s a blizzard going on outside. Maybe for me, because it reminds me of old, black and white, classic movies I love so much. I tend to sway towards nostalgia.

    1. Omg…it feels so weird to actually get in my emails and do some replying. I must be feeling better.
      Yes, the snow is amazing. I think that’s the nicest thing about living in the country is how beautiful the landscaping is when it snows. It just put me in a better mood automatically. I love it. And I can’t wait to get out of the house with Kristy for an evening. I’m more than due for some cocktails, good conversation, and a few laughs.
      By the way….the pics don’t do the dogs justice. They are REALLY big now. Just wears me out.

    1. Hi Renee! Long time no talk too. Sorry it’s taken me forever to get back to anyone. Been trying to pull my head out of my ass. Ha..ha..
      I know…aren’t they darling? Of course talk to me a bit later after they’re both over a hundred pounds and breaking shit in the house. πŸ™‚ You may get a different story.

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