  January 10, 2005 It was a harried morning after a wonderful weekend. Working backwards, this morning, for reasons I can't see at this time, I seriously got behind the power curve after Delena left and the boys and I ended up running for the bus. Thank the Goddess for wonderful, kind and very patient bus driver who waited while I struggled my fat self down the driveway through the snow and slush and rain. I think one of the kids didn't take their little planner that they are supposed to bring back and forth every day. So that's almost three hours I've spent relaxing, regrouping and getting ready to clean house for the day. Eric had it nice and clean when I got back from town yesterday, but it's blown to hell now. Took Nathan into town for his mom day. I'll only get him the jello next time instead of a meal. Got groceries, returned the cat carrier to the Human Society lady, tried to find snow pants for Delena (unsuccessfully). We got a lot of snow Friday night, but sometime Saturday, it started raining and has been raining ever since. Some of the snow is melting away, which is good, but instead of hanging right at freezing, it's up to 40 degrees today. We might actually see a break in the white before too long. No word from the appraiser or the broker. We hope it's sometime soon. Saturday was lovely. We braved the blizzard to get off our hilltop and found what we suspected was true: the blizzard is only on our hilltop. Everywhere else, it was just raining. We went into Sacramento and met up with Delena's biological father, his parents and his lady. She spent the afternoon with them, the kids spent the afternoon at Chuck E Cheese with David and we went out to eat at Olive Garden. It was a lot of fun. After we picked up Delena, we took the kids to Toys R Us to spend give cards they got from Eric's sister, then headed home. All in all, a great weekend. I woke up with a headache and it's still courting from time to time. Lots to do and no incentive to do it. I've found the best thing to do in those circumstances is to just get on it, so I'll do that and write more tomorrow. Great, the cat is puking. Back later,
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