not again ...
... sometimes I really hate the snow.
Last year, when Andrew attemped to come out here for Christmas, snow cancelled his flights. Now, snow is threatening to hit the area again. I dont think its enough to screw up Dad and John's flight -- at least I hope not -- but the timing of it reminds me of last year, and it makes me depressed.
Adrian is out of town until tomorrow night. Dad and John should be here in about 12 hours, so I need to try and get some sleep.
Things have been rather dull, really, hence the lack of updates. Being home alone stinks, and it looks like Im headed for a lot more of it between now and Christmas. Not sure how I will cope.
Been relatively depressed as well ... I guess my med changes havent fully set in, or maybe its just the arrival of yet another holiday without Mom. Does it ever get easier?
Anyway, Im going to watch the news, organize my podcasts, and go to bed. I have to be up tomorrow morning fairly early cause Im getting the nightstand for the new bedroom set delivered. Nothing like getting something literally the day you need it.