Hurricane on ice

I am going to get out of the house today, even if it harelips the governor. I have not left these walls since Saturday morning, when I went to the gym at about six am. Since then, I have been here. No, I have not been lazy, in fact I have been very busy, and you should see all the CLEAN that is going on here. But it blizzard-ed on Saturday afternoon and night. I do not like the cold and storms like that? Keep 'em. Snow and ice and winds over 70 mph in spots. It was a hurricane on ice. So, here I am.

Back to work today. Monday. I am ready. My apartment has never looked so good. I spent the day yesterday scrubbing my floor on my hands and knees. Well, mostly on my hands and knees. This floor is huge, the entire downstairs is wood. And I cleaned about seventy percent of it that way. Mopping is fine, but it just doesn't do as well as scrubbing. I certainly feel it today. I am going to go to the gym this morning to try and work out some of the pain. I believe it is about twenty below zero this morning...good hell, save me. Every year I live in Iowa, I wonder why. But then I look at the faces of my grandsons, and there is no explanation needed. I will just have to start harping on the Hamilton family to move with me. :)

My most wonderful Aunt Myra passed away Saturday morning. It made me sad, for me, but mostly for her family. She was a terrific mother and grandmother and I know how it feels to lose that in your life. My heart hurts for my cousins. The funeral is Wednesday morning, so I will be traveling to Moline, Illinois on that day. It is only about three hours from here, but I dread it. Funerals are a necessary evil, but I don't like them. This one will be very difficult, as I love everyone involved so much.

And so, I'd better get my damned parka on to brave the cold. Dammit, I hate it so much! But no time like the present...happy Monday.