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.  “Shut Up and Eat Your Fucking Lemons!” 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! 🙂  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. 

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. 😉

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