Things have been really hopping for me lately. I was dating someone and that relationship ended. Job interviews that ended up landing me a sales job. The need to find a new place to live and packing both for moves at work and home.
This makes for very busy days but I am trying to stay grounded through the whole process. Trying to get a good balance between fun things and things that have to be done. Balance between work and family. It is not an easy thing to do.
Thursday evening I was running around like a chicken with my head cut off. I was buying new shirts for my impending interview the next day with the store. Prettying myself up and getting myself mentally prepared. Friday brought my normal work day followed quickly by changing at work for the interview and rushing to the store location for my interview followed by band practice.
Saturday night Tempus had her school choir performing at the Tulsa 66ers game. I went over early and Karma and I headed down for dinner early. Ate at Spaghetti Warehouse and had a pretty good time. We headed to the game and got to watch Tempus perform. The game was okay but Tulsa ended up losing.
Sunday I had promised Tempus that I would take her to go see Beauty and the Beast (BatB) in 3D since they re-released it. She loved it all through her childhood and was very excited to go see it with me. It was great to be able to spend time with her. All my time here lately feels like it is slipping away and before long she will be gone for school somewhere and time with her will be even harder to get as she slowly starts to build a life of her own.
When I was in college I was in the college production of BatB and played Belle's father. It was night to see the movie and replay some of the fun times in my head.
There is something about the scene where Mrs Potts(Angela Lansbury) sings the title song as Belle and the Beast dance around the glitsy ballroom. As they danced around the ballroom, I was suddenly hit with realization that my little girl was growing up. She was sitting the seat next in some way seemed like she was a million miles away. I started to tear up but didn't want her to see it. I wiped away the tears and tried to hide it, if she saw she didn't say anything.
The movie continued and I recomposed myself. The finale was coming up and the rose was dropping it's final petal. The Beast was dying after he had saved Belle and made sure she was safe. I teared up again when Belle cried and begged a lifeless Beast to not go because she love him. I guess I am just becoming a softy as I get older.
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Roy's big adventure
In deciding to make a trip across the country you have to decide on just how you are going to get there. Budget was a big part of my concern as most airlines wanted about $300 for tickets, bus fare just to a town nearby was $89 one way and then I would have to be dependent on people giving me rides to where I needed to go (I hate having to depend on others, it makes me feel needy). I found a good deal on a weekly car rental through work and figure it would be better to just drive out. Road trip with the tunes cranked up couldn't be a bad idea. It was going to be 12 and a half hours.
When I went to reserve the car I had an opportunity to get one with a navigation system in it but they wanted an additional $93 dollars to have one in the car for a week. I was thinking, hey I have an Android phone that should be able to give me directions plus I couldn't really afford to spend money on something like that. I could have bought a GPS system at Best Buy for about the same price and then it would be mine, the pricing on it was ridiculous. I lucked out that the car that I rented had the system already in it. The guy at the office told me that since I didn't request it that I would not be billed for it but I could use it if I wanted.
Well, I made the trip to Tennessee. It was actually alot of fun. It was 12 and a half hours out there and back but I think the trip did a lot of things to clear up my head. It gave me an opportunity and excuse to get out of town.
There is something about no longer looking at the same 4 walls everyday and putting some new surroundings around you. It helps to open your eyes. This is something that I haven't really done over the last 13 years of my marriage. I confined myself and slowly withdrew from the world and in the process closed myself off from the rest of the world. I have got to continue to work on getting out and doing things.
I got to my destination on Tuesday evening and called to let my friend know I was there. He came over with his fiancee (Jill) and they took me out to eat. I got to finally talk with his fiancee for the first time. I am friends with her Facebook since Raj doesn't have one. She was a pretty cool gal. We ended up dropping by a craft store for some ribbon that was being used to wrap fudge. We then dropped by her parent's house and hung around there listening to her dad playing sounds off of his iPod and playing name that band to a lot of older tunes. We didn't fare very well.
The next day they were all busy with the wedding and I woke up and watched some TV. I didn't have anything really planned for the day. I was spending time with my old friend (the television) and started to think about how I was in a completely different part of the country, did I really want part of my memory of being there to be how TV was still entertaining there? I knew that I needed to do something and the drive in through the really high hills and mountains was really pretty.
I had brought my laptop with me and the hotel had wifi so I typed in a search for scenic views in the area. I happened to catch a site that talked about something called "America's first scenic highway" that was only about a half hour's drive away from where I was. I figured that I needed to go and check it out. It a road that was created when the Tennessee Valley Authority was created decades ago. It was so pretty through there. I actually took some pictures through there and posted them on Facebook. Once I got through that highway it was only about another 20 miles to the North Carolina state line, since I was that close I figured I would go just so I could say that I did (and I did). I ended up going through 6 states in total (North Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi and Arkansas).
Thursday was the wedding and I finally got to see the place that this happy occasion was taking place. It was a place called the Old Woolen Mill, it was a very industrial looking building that was run down but the inside hall was redone for receptions.
Throughout the course of the day I was asked several times by Jill's dad to help out, I found it an honor to be trusted to do all these things. The ceremony was gorgeous and to think that Raj have been friends over the phone but never saw each other in person until this trip out was pretty amazing. What a way to meet a good friend.
I plan on going back out that way sometime within the next few years on my bike. I will be a great way to spend a vacation. Perhaps even swing through Charlotte and see my favorite team's stadium and then off to the Smoky Mountains, very pretty country through there.
I drove back on Friday and I made a stop over in Little Rock. I got to meet another person that I was on the phone with at work all the time. (Sara). It was good to meet her. We ate at a little place called Great Wraps (they don't have one in Tulsa but they should because they were very good). I got to catch up with her. It was a lot of fun.
I traveled the rest of the way back to T-town. Got in rather late but it was good to be back home, back around my friends. Dropped by and took Karma for a ride in the car. She was kind enough to give me ride back to my car from the rental place on Saturday. That marked the end of my trip but surely not the end of my journey called life. It may be in mid-cycle but it is only the beginning...
When I went to reserve the car I had an opportunity to get one with a navigation system in it but they wanted an additional $93 dollars to have one in the car for a week. I was thinking, hey I have an Android phone that should be able to give me directions plus I couldn't really afford to spend money on something like that. I could have bought a GPS system at Best Buy for about the same price and then it would be mine, the pricing on it was ridiculous. I lucked out that the car that I rented had the system already in it. The guy at the office told me that since I didn't request it that I would not be billed for it but I could use it if I wanted.
Well, I made the trip to Tennessee. It was actually alot of fun. It was 12 and a half hours out there and back but I think the trip did a lot of things to clear up my head. It gave me an opportunity and excuse to get out of town.
There is something about no longer looking at the same 4 walls everyday and putting some new surroundings around you. It helps to open your eyes. This is something that I haven't really done over the last 13 years of my marriage. I confined myself and slowly withdrew from the world and in the process closed myself off from the rest of the world. I have got to continue to work on getting out and doing things.
I got to my destination on Tuesday evening and called to let my friend know I was there. He came over with his fiancee (Jill) and they took me out to eat. I got to finally talk with his fiancee for the first time. I am friends with her Facebook since Raj doesn't have one. She was a pretty cool gal. We ended up dropping by a craft store for some ribbon that was being used to wrap fudge. We then dropped by her parent's house and hung around there listening to her dad playing sounds off of his iPod and playing name that band to a lot of older tunes. We didn't fare very well.
The next day they were all busy with the wedding and I woke up and watched some TV. I didn't have anything really planned for the day. I was spending time with my old friend (the television) and started to think about how I was in a completely different part of the country, did I really want part of my memory of being there to be how TV was still entertaining there? I knew that I needed to do something and the drive in through the really high hills and mountains was really pretty.
I had brought my laptop with me and the hotel had wifi so I typed in a search for scenic views in the area. I happened to catch a site that talked about something called "America's first scenic highway" that was only about a half hour's drive away from where I was. I figured that I needed to go and check it out. It a road that was created when the Tennessee Valley Authority was created decades ago. It was so pretty through there. I actually took some pictures through there and posted them on Facebook. Once I got through that highway it was only about another 20 miles to the North Carolina state line, since I was that close I figured I would go just so I could say that I did (and I did). I ended up going through 6 states in total (North Carolina, Tennessee, Georgia, Alabama, Mississippi and Arkansas).
Thursday was the wedding and I finally got to see the place that this happy occasion was taking place. It was a place called the Old Woolen Mill, it was a very industrial looking building that was run down but the inside hall was redone for receptions.
Throughout the course of the day I was asked several times by Jill's dad to help out, I found it an honor to be trusted to do all these things. The ceremony was gorgeous and to think that Raj have been friends over the phone but never saw each other in person until this trip out was pretty amazing. What a way to meet a good friend.
I plan on going back out that way sometime within the next few years on my bike. I will be a great way to spend a vacation. Perhaps even swing through Charlotte and see my favorite team's stadium and then off to the Smoky Mountains, very pretty country through there.
I drove back on Friday and I made a stop over in Little Rock. I got to meet another person that I was on the phone with at work all the time. (Sara). It was good to meet her. We ate at a little place called Great Wraps (they don't have one in Tulsa but they should because they were very good). I got to catch up with her. It was a lot of fun.
I traveled the rest of the way back to T-town. Got in rather late but it was good to be back home, back around my friends. Dropped by and took Karma for a ride in the car. She was kind enough to give me ride back to my car from the rental place on Saturday. That marked the end of my trip but surely not the end of my journey called life. It may be in mid-cycle but it is only the beginning...
Sunday, September 18, 2011
The Decision
Where to start?
Back in March, Karma and I had an initial conversation about how we were as a couple. Things just didn't seem right and hadn't seemed that way in a long time. We decided at that point that we would continue to work on things in our marriage and take things a day at a time. We continued to go through our daily rituals and things stayed pretty much the same.
About 2 months ago Karma and I talked again about how things were going and things were not improving. I made a decision that I needed to move out. Many tears were shed on both our parts but it seemed to be the right decision. Granted there was no rush to have this done. We don't hate each other after all but we both know that there seems to be something missing. After this decision to move out was made we seem to be getting along better than we ever have, the pressure seemed to be off but we also knew this was from the fact that I was not going to be staying there much longer.
We told the kids and there seemed to be little to no reaction from them. I guess sometimes they see things happening before we do.
I tried to find a room to rent. Craigslist had a lot of listing but nothing really came out and grabbed me. I was lucky enough that a friend came to my aid and is letting me rent out his extra room. I moved in on August 31.
Karma and I continue to stays friends and that will not change. We are not completely sure where this will lead us. It could lead us back to each other or cause us to separate, only time will be the ultimate determiner.
We want to thank all of friends for sticking by us through this. Please realize that there will be changes and we will depend on you for a sympathetic ear to listen, a shoulder to lean or even possibly cry on sometimes as we grow as individuals.
We also ask for some privacy when it comes to this. We don't want to be constantly asked questions about this but felt that we needed to let friends and some family know what is going on. If we want to talk about it, we will bring it up to you.
Back in March, Karma and I had an initial conversation about how we were as a couple. Things just didn't seem right and hadn't seemed that way in a long time. We decided at that point that we would continue to work on things in our marriage and take things a day at a time. We continued to go through our daily rituals and things stayed pretty much the same.
About 2 months ago Karma and I talked again about how things were going and things were not improving. I made a decision that I needed to move out. Many tears were shed on both our parts but it seemed to be the right decision. Granted there was no rush to have this done. We don't hate each other after all but we both know that there seems to be something missing. After this decision to move out was made we seem to be getting along better than we ever have, the pressure seemed to be off but we also knew this was from the fact that I was not going to be staying there much longer.
We told the kids and there seemed to be little to no reaction from them. I guess sometimes they see things happening before we do.
I tried to find a room to rent. Craigslist had a lot of listing but nothing really came out and grabbed me. I was lucky enough that a friend came to my aid and is letting me rent out his extra room. I moved in on August 31.
Karma and I continue to stays friends and that will not change. We are not completely sure where this will lead us. It could lead us back to each other or cause us to separate, only time will be the ultimate determiner.
We want to thank all of friends for sticking by us through this. Please realize that there will be changes and we will depend on you for a sympathetic ear to listen, a shoulder to lean or even possibly cry on sometimes as we grow as individuals.
We also ask for some privacy when it comes to this. We don't want to be constantly asked questions about this but felt that we needed to let friends and some family know what is going on. If we want to talk about it, we will bring it up to you.
Sunday, March 27, 2011
In case you didn't know...
For those of you who don't know I figured I would share what is going on. Back on March 13th I had a mental breakdown and started crying. It was the worst bout of depression that I have ever been through. I cried off and on for several hours.
It was like I had been wearing masks and they shattered all at once. It left me exposed, I felt so vulnerable. I started to examine everything that was going on in my life. A flood of thoughts came through my head and I was overwhelmed. Karma was out with the kids and when she got back home I told her that I needed to see a professional and get some help. Since then the depression has lessened but it is still there.
Why this came on suddenly? I don't know. I am lucky enough to work for a company that has some pretty good mental health benefits so several sessions will be covered.
Keep in mind it is not a debilitating kind of depression but I am down a lot of the time now. I AM NOT SUICIDAL. Luckily, I will have my first session with a therapist tomorrow.
I am a little nervous going into all of this. I am not completely sure what to expect. I hope that things will all go well. Being depressed sucks and now more than ever I don't know what the future holds for me but I am staying positive and know that eventually the future will be brighter than it seems to me right now.
It was like I had been wearing masks and they shattered all at once. It left me exposed, I felt so vulnerable. I started to examine everything that was going on in my life. A flood of thoughts came through my head and I was overwhelmed. Karma was out with the kids and when she got back home I told her that I needed to see a professional and get some help. Since then the depression has lessened but it is still there.
Why this came on suddenly? I don't know. I am lucky enough to work for a company that has some pretty good mental health benefits so several sessions will be covered.
Keep in mind it is not a debilitating kind of depression but I am down a lot of the time now. I AM NOT SUICIDAL. Luckily, I will have my first session with a therapist tomorrow.
I am a little nervous going into all of this. I am not completely sure what to expect. I hope that things will all go well. Being depressed sucks and now more than ever I don't know what the future holds for me but I am staying positive and know that eventually the future will be brighter than it seems to me right now.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
The 23rd Snow Shovel
(The re-writing of the 23rd Psalm, sometimes you get bored being snowed in. Re-write by Roy Helton)
The snow shovel is my helper; I shall not want.
It helpth me to dig down to brown pastures:
It breaketh the ice down to still waters.
It helps restoreth my calm:
It helps createth the paths of escape for my sanity's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of snow up to my eyeballs,
I will fear no snowdrift: For thou art with me;
Thy shovel head and thy shaft, they comfort me.
Thou bringth me to tables, hopefully with food in the pantry;
I shall annointest my body with sport creme; My snow cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of the snow,
and I will dwell in the House of Warmth until you melt (off the roads, at least)
The snow shovel is my helper; I shall not want.
It helpth me to dig down to brown pastures:
It breaketh the ice down to still waters.
It helps restoreth my calm:
It helps createth the paths of escape for my sanity's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of snow up to my eyeballs,
I will fear no snowdrift: For thou art with me;
Thy shovel head and thy shaft, they comfort me.
Thou bringth me to tables, hopefully with food in the pantry;
I shall annointest my body with sport creme; My snow cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of the snow,
and I will dwell in the House of Warmth until you melt (off the roads, at least)
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
February 1 - My experience through the blizzard (aka - Don't be an idiot like me and stay in)
The day started really early. I got up at 4:40 to make sure that I had plenty of time to get ready and be at the call center. From the looks of the road I told Karma that she would be staying home. I took her car as the fan in mine is not working (making defrost impossible).
First sign that I should have stayed home was the fact that it took me 7 minutes just to get out of the driveway but my stubbornness took over.
I was driving down the back road I normally take it didn't look too bad then I saw there was a plow going down that road. It turned off on an access road and I went to go down the road as normal. As soon as I did the car slowed down and a voice in the back of my head told me, "You will never make it this way." I decided to follow the plow back to Pine St.
It took me 2 runs to get up onto 193rd from Pine (sign #3 that I should have headed back home). I continued down 193rd and saw several cars stalled and abandoned but I was too focused on getting around them and getting to work. I finally made it up on the highway and there was a space to drive only wider than Karma's car. When I got off at the 161st exit I didn't stop for fear that I wouldn't get started again.
As I got into the parking lot at the call center there were people trying to plow it but it was a futile attempt as the snow would blow back in with 10-20 minutes.
See all these signs telling me it was not safe and yet I still decided to stay.
There were only like 8 people in the center that I could see. Why they didn't close it before it really opened is beyond me. Not sure who makes the decision on that but they apparently don't care if someone dies or gets hurt.
They finally decided at 10:30 to close the center. The plows were working in the parking lot to clear a path out for us. I helped some people get unstuck.
I decided the best path home was to get up on the highway. So I get by the Oklahoma Welcome Center and got stuck there. A couple of guys came by and helped to scoop me out and I was on my way again.
Just on the other side of the 161st St bridge I got stuck again. Keep in mind I didn't have a shovel with me, I only had the ice scraper and I had forgotten my deerskin gloves at home so moving the snow and ice from under the car was quite a chore.
After cleaning out from under the car and rocking it back and forth I was able to get away from the intersection but I couldn't get up on the highway as there was a jack-knifed semi and 3 SUVs blocking the way. There was a semi completely blocking Admiral so my exits south and east were completely gone, I would either have to go north or west. North had not been plowed so West on 44 seemed the only viable option.
As I was coming up to the turn off onto westbound 44 at 161st I noticed there was a snow plow behind me. I waved him past and was trying to get into the path behind him. I got stuck again. Luckily a couple of people from the call center were there and one had a snow shovel. They helped me to get pushed out and up on the highway I went.
The blizzard conditions kept the snow blowing across the road, I was having trouble seeing where I could go. When I got to the 44/244 split it was decision time again. 44 looked at least partially plowed, 244 looked like it hadn't been touched. I decide 44 was the best path but none of the exits seemed to be plowed, no way to get off the road. I stopped on the highway a couple of times to get some bearings.
Finally I saw that the ramp at 41st seemed fairly clear. I made it up it only to see that to turn left across the bridge was going to be impossible. I just kept seeming to make decisions that were taking me farther and farther away from home. There were people walking in the road. When I got down to Yale I decided it was the best place to turn around. So I was now heading back in the right direction but I still had to get back on 44 to head back home and the ramp looked to be blocked. When driving down it I saw a way through and was able to get back onto 44.
At one point I started to follow a pickup driving down the highway but they got off at 11th St. I was doing really well on 44 but after I crested the top of the hill past 161st St the snow was blowing in a whiteout condition. I lost track of the road and ended up in a snowdrift to the left of the path. There wasn't much traffic on the road then and a pickup driver asked if I had anywhere to hook onto to tow me out. He got me a tow rope and was able to get me out. I was able to make it to the bottom of the hill right by the 193rd St exit. There were semis backed up as far as the eye could see. There were reports that the old Hard Rock Casino roof had collapsed.
So close yet so far away...
I walked down to the QT and grabbed some gloves a couple of hot dogs and a purple NOS (loves me the purple) for lunch.
By the time that I got back to the car there was a OHP car stuck not more than 100 yards behind where I was. He indicated he didn't know when any help would be there.
I took a trip back down to the QT and stayed there to stay warm. The more I thought about being stuck there on the highway, the more and more pissed I became. If only I could get the car off the road then I could walk home or at least to the casino and get a room.
I made several calls and messaged a lot of friends to let them know how I was doing. One of them is Jeff who doesn't live too far away. He told me he could bring down a shovel and help me to get out. I decided to take him up on the offer.
Him and his son walked down with a shovel and a gas can. We got to work. Between me, Jeff and his son and an older truck driver we were able to finally get me into the snow plow trail that happened after I had gotten stuck.
I decided to risk making it home as I live right behind a firehouse and they would have paved those roads for the emergency vehicles. I was able to make it home but the driveway was one huge snowdrift. I tried to pull the car under the tree but didn't get very far under the tree but at least I could come inside if I needed to. It took another half an hour to get the car pulled up enough to make sure it was not in the road. I know there are some ruts in the yard now but I can fill them in in the spring.
So a trip that usually only takes me 10 minutes only took 8 and a half (not including the last half hour to move the car up more).
My lower pant's legs were completely snow covered and were stiff, they could have stood on there own. As I finally got each leg over the foot they fell to the floor with a thud.
Then after finally making it home I had to fix a shower that wouldn't stop running. All and all I would like to start over February and do some things different but we don't have a time machine. :(
First sign that I should have stayed home was the fact that it took me 7 minutes just to get out of the driveway but my stubbornness took over.
I was driving down the back road I normally take it didn't look too bad then I saw there was a plow going down that road. It turned off on an access road and I went to go down the road as normal. As soon as I did the car slowed down and a voice in the back of my head told me, "You will never make it this way." I decided to follow the plow back to Pine St.
It took me 2 runs to get up onto 193rd from Pine (sign #3 that I should have headed back home). I continued down 193rd and saw several cars stalled and abandoned but I was too focused on getting around them and getting to work. I finally made it up on the highway and there was a space to drive only wider than Karma's car. When I got off at the 161st exit I didn't stop for fear that I wouldn't get started again.
As I got into the parking lot at the call center there were people trying to plow it but it was a futile attempt as the snow would blow back in with 10-20 minutes.
See all these signs telling me it was not safe and yet I still decided to stay.
There were only like 8 people in the center that I could see. Why they didn't close it before it really opened is beyond me. Not sure who makes the decision on that but they apparently don't care if someone dies or gets hurt.
They finally decided at 10:30 to close the center. The plows were working in the parking lot to clear a path out for us. I helped some people get unstuck.
I decided the best path home was to get up on the highway. So I get by the Oklahoma Welcome Center and got stuck there. A couple of guys came by and helped to scoop me out and I was on my way again.
Just on the other side of the 161st St bridge I got stuck again. Keep in mind I didn't have a shovel with me, I only had the ice scraper and I had forgotten my deerskin gloves at home so moving the snow and ice from under the car was quite a chore.
After cleaning out from under the car and rocking it back and forth I was able to get away from the intersection but I couldn't get up on the highway as there was a jack-knifed semi and 3 SUVs blocking the way. There was a semi completely blocking Admiral so my exits south and east were completely gone, I would either have to go north or west. North had not been plowed so West on 44 seemed the only viable option.
As I was coming up to the turn off onto westbound 44 at 161st I noticed there was a snow plow behind me. I waved him past and was trying to get into the path behind him. I got stuck again. Luckily a couple of people from the call center were there and one had a snow shovel. They helped me to get pushed out and up on the highway I went.
The blizzard conditions kept the snow blowing across the road, I was having trouble seeing where I could go. When I got to the 44/244 split it was decision time again. 44 looked at least partially plowed, 244 looked like it hadn't been touched. I decide 44 was the best path but none of the exits seemed to be plowed, no way to get off the road. I stopped on the highway a couple of times to get some bearings.
Finally I saw that the ramp at 41st seemed fairly clear. I made it up it only to see that to turn left across the bridge was going to be impossible. I just kept seeming to make decisions that were taking me farther and farther away from home. There were people walking in the road. When I got down to Yale I decided it was the best place to turn around. So I was now heading back in the right direction but I still had to get back on 44 to head back home and the ramp looked to be blocked. When driving down it I saw a way through and was able to get back onto 44.
At one point I started to follow a pickup driving down the highway but they got off at 11th St. I was doing really well on 44 but after I crested the top of the hill past 161st St the snow was blowing in a whiteout condition. I lost track of the road and ended up in a snowdrift to the left of the path. There wasn't much traffic on the road then and a pickup driver asked if I had anywhere to hook onto to tow me out. He got me a tow rope and was able to get me out. I was able to make it to the bottom of the hill right by the 193rd St exit. There were semis backed up as far as the eye could see. There were reports that the old Hard Rock Casino roof had collapsed.
So close yet so far away...
I walked down to the QT and grabbed some gloves a couple of hot dogs and a purple NOS (loves me the purple) for lunch.
By the time that I got back to the car there was a OHP car stuck not more than 100 yards behind where I was. He indicated he didn't know when any help would be there.
I took a trip back down to the QT and stayed there to stay warm. The more I thought about being stuck there on the highway, the more and more pissed I became. If only I could get the car off the road then I could walk home or at least to the casino and get a room.
I made several calls and messaged a lot of friends to let them know how I was doing. One of them is Jeff who doesn't live too far away. He told me he could bring down a shovel and help me to get out. I decided to take him up on the offer.
Him and his son walked down with a shovel and a gas can. We got to work. Between me, Jeff and his son and an older truck driver we were able to finally get me into the snow plow trail that happened after I had gotten stuck.
I decided to risk making it home as I live right behind a firehouse and they would have paved those roads for the emergency vehicles. I was able to make it home but the driveway was one huge snowdrift. I tried to pull the car under the tree but didn't get very far under the tree but at least I could come inside if I needed to. It took another half an hour to get the car pulled up enough to make sure it was not in the road. I know there are some ruts in the yard now but I can fill them in in the spring.
So a trip that usually only takes me 10 minutes only took 8 and a half (not including the last half hour to move the car up more).
My lower pant's legs were completely snow covered and were stiff, they could have stood on there own. As I finally got each leg over the foot they fell to the floor with a thud.
Then after finally making it home I had to fix a shower that wouldn't stop running. All and all I would like to start over February and do some things different but we don't have a time machine. :(
Inspiration strikes
For those on Facebook, you might have already seen this but I am posting this to my other blogs now. If you would like to know what the inspiration for this was, send me an email and I will share it with you but I won't post it.
Cattle
Cows, together awake but yet they march in slumber
Unaware of their lives, they squander and blunder
Hold onto things they cannot shake
Addiction keeps them in their rut, their place
How can they go? They trudge in worn tracks
Time chips them away with it's wieldy ax
They moo and they stomp, graze and they chew
Step out of those tracks and they will beller at you
How dare you think different? Have you gone mad?!?!?
What could you be thinking? Why aren't you glad?
Just stay with the herd, don't roam by yourself
Things with the herd are always the same, we've only ourselves to blame
Lone cow or herd cow, you be the judge
Lone cow I am choosing to be, am & was
When herd cows look at you, they'll stare and they'll glare
Don't worry about them.... they aren't going nowhere
Cattle
Cows, together awake but yet they march in slumber
Unaware of their lives, they squander and blunder
Hold onto things they cannot shake
Addiction keeps them in their rut, their place
How can they go? They trudge in worn tracks
Time chips them away with it's wieldy ax
They moo and they stomp, graze and they chew
Step out of those tracks and they will beller at you
How dare you think different? Have you gone mad?!?!?
What could you be thinking? Why aren't you glad?
Just stay with the herd, don't roam by yourself
Things with the herd are always the same, we've only ourselves to blame
Lone cow or herd cow, you be the judge
Lone cow I am choosing to be, am & was
When herd cows look at you, they'll stare and they'll glare
Don't worry about them.... they aren't going nowhere
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