I fell off the happiness wagon.
I admit it.
The month of February was punctuated with snow-aLOT of snow, for us.
And ice, sleet, the weird mix that happens when rain is a commitment phobe.
A TON of snow days for an overjoyed son.
And a TON of required off days from work for a not so overjoyed me.
We had fun with our power playing the never boring, on/off games of spontaneous surges (fun, fun) and outtages.
I became a gold member of The Virus A Week Club, my gracious sponsor and virus host, my loving Duck.
I’m just now able to start catching my breath.
Right as we enter another winter storm warning.
The sleet is coming down now.
Life happened. It does to the best of us.
I still laughed.
I still tried to make time during each day to remember what had made me smile, but it’s not the same is it?
That’s the reason I’m going to continue trying to make it to the 100 Days goal.
Even if thay aren’t consequtive until we have warm weather.