Counting all of the degrees with your thumbs

First of all, it is really, really fucking cold outside. Like...painfully cold. It was -4 when I left the house and I don't think it is going to get much warmer than 12 or 13 later on today. The upside of that is that the girls get all bundled up in fleece body suits, hats, mittens and other stuff that makes them look like tiny versions of Randy from A Christmas Story. Kind of adorable...

Also, there are rumors of another big snowstorm this week, which would not be all that cool. They are saying Wednesday, which means I don't have to leave the house, which is good, but we already have too much snow sitting in giant piles on the sidewalks...we need some thawing before we get any more.

I never left the house this weekend:-P. I came home on Friday, and stayed in all weekend long...The Boy took LK to a party for a little while on Saturday, and he took MA grocery shopping and over to a friend's house yesterday afternoon to watch football. I, however, elected to use my divine right to sit around in my pajamas and take naps all weekend. And it was pretty awesome!

Moving chronologically backwards, I got a huge raise on Friday. Like, a really big raise that caught me totally by surprise. However, it comes with a little bit of a string attached...I lose it if I don't go back to school in the fall.

This was clearly Papa Bear's doing, and is his way of making sure that I finish school. He told me that they will begin paying me as if I have finished school, but that they can't do that forever if I don't actually finish. On the one hand, it will make it that much tougher to cut back on my hours come September, but it will also make it kind of mandatory that I do.

I can certainly recognize that it was going to be difficult to stop working again and go back for one semester this fall, so this is probably a good way to skip right past the excuses to put it off for another semester indefinitely. This way, short of a major health issue or something similar, I will find a way to make it happen.

Total change of subject (again). I think I want to get a new car...as much as I like mine, it is just getting a little bit old.