If anyone have missed, we all have winter. Last weekend we got a foot of snow, and next weekend there will be as much. So it looks like a proper winter, but it surely doesn't feel like one. We'be had a one really cold day, -25C or something. You could think this is a real winter.
The truth is we are having abnormally warm winter once more. We used to have long stretches of real frost, like -33C for two weeks and then -27C felt like a three-week heatwave.
I've been busy, or I've been making myself busy. This is second week hb was able to go to work, he's not fully recovered yet, but at least he's able to sit. He's not the only fallen one. F fell down the stairs, but weighing less than half of what hb weighs she got only huge bruises but nothing as bad as hb. Then our electrician slippes on a snow covered piece of plastic and twisted his ankle. He was using crutches only for two weeks...
Hb has excelled himself lately. He got tax return, a nice sum of money, on August, and we agreed he'd use them on a new suit (needed for a wedding and FIL's funeral) and shoes. The rest went to d's school books. And just before new year I found out that this thickhead has used his credit card very freely, because he thought he was using his tax returns now. I mean... I can't even... And he's used twice or trice the money he had in first place.
For two years I've been telling him we need to watch our money because I don't get any extra now while I'm working from home and he's been spending more than ever. I'm considering confiscating his card and give him a lump sum to use, because nothing I say or do has any impact.
Yes, I will sort this out like everything else, but I'm so mad and tired right now.
Work, on the other hand, has been nice. I feel I know what I'm doing and I feel my work has a meaning. It might not be as important as some other jobs, but who cares? We can't all be Elon Musks, nurses, teachers or rocket scientists.
