Where I’m at, it’s snowing my dear friends and foes. Sighs, sorry to be a grump, I hate snow like no other. When you’re an adult, you drive, and school delays no longer exist, snow becomes more of a nuisance than a joy. Actually in my case, it becomes hazardous. Driving in snow has never been my forte, I can not tell you how many times I have ‘almost’ gotten into a car accident because I lost control of my car when driving in snow, sleet, or freezing rain.
Cars for everyone, 6 cars for 7 people. I live in a household with 7 individuals and I find it funny that I rarely see them. My grandparents live on the top floor in the two master bedrooms, they rarely go anywhere but to the supermarket. My brother is an electrician at some company nearby (yea, I kinda don’t pay attention), he works the 3rd shift. My parents work 7 days a week, evenings. By the time I leave, they get up. My brother fiance who lives with us leaves the house by 12 noon every day or earlier for school and then works at night as a nurse. She doesn’t get back until late, of course, this is not everyday. I leave the house daily by 12 noon and don’t get back until evening. Our schedules only allow use to collide briefly to say ‘hi’ and then we’re out. I live with 6 other people and at times I don’t think they even exist.