Subjective Reality

Let it Snow, Let it Snow, Let it Snow.....

It's 11 degrees celcius outside. I can almost go put on shorts...or so it seems. Been rambing around on this sunny day sans a coat. Lovely weather really. So....why do I wish it would snow?
It's the end of November, I am not in the mood for xmas but she's-a-comin' I can feel it in my bones. Before christmas arrives I have to:
*finish xmas shopping - I actually think I am done...but the next thing has to happen before I know for sure....
*organize all the shit and wrap it...
*organize a soon-to-be 5 year olds birthday party (heaven preserve us)
*clean my house (although that never ends...and in all frankness, feel like it never starts)
*buy a wedding shower present.
*attend a wedding shower that I really super duper dont want to go to
*get the kids xmas pics taken at Sears and with the Jolly Fat man himself.
*get my kids new car seat installed
*do my usual shit
*clean 2 closets
*thin the herd of toys in the "kids" room.
*put up my xmas tree

So...why do I want it to snow? Cause Ive put up the outdoor lights and i *love* when they are on peeking thru snowdrifts (by "I" please insert: My husband put up the lights whilst I directed). Plus, I think snow would be a nice panic reminder to get off my ass and get shit done rather than (finally) catching up on emails and yahoogroup posts..and this blog.


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