Out like a lion..

So, it is the last day of March and we're supposed to get 3 inches of snow. I'm not happy. I gave up on the shoveling thing sometime last February. I mean, what is the point. Some did melt in our little warm up a few weeks ago, causing the snow piles to shrink, slightly.

The men in my life (from 1/2007)

I love this picture, it was taken at Mies' father's place in Las Cruces, NM. I took it. They had been wrestling in the "grass" and playing with the soccer ball. It was a fun afternoon.
Knowing that I suffer from SAD, it is little things, like this photo, that help me get up and moving. Even though I may feel like I'm on autopilot, just surviving the day-to-day, there is always something that reminds me of what is important and the day goes on.
It is snowing today, the 27th of March, and I am having a hard day; I just want spring to come and the sun to shine. I need the sunshine. Even if it were cold, yet sunny I could bundle up and just sit in the sun, for as long as I could tolerate it, just to experience some of its warmth. That would help, especially now that our deck is relatively snow free, it may have an inch on it, which can be swept away, as opposed to feet of snow on the deck, which cannot be swept away. I could sit on the deck, all bundled, with my face to the sun, just for a few minutes even...that would help me this time of year. At least that is what I'm telling myself.

"Lonely Teardrops" playing in the background.

I'm not sure if it's the weather that is causing this (has been a LONG winter) or what, but lately I've been extremely homesick. I miss my family and friends. I did go to see my parents, my brother Paul, Celeste and the kids earlier this Month, but was so busy I didn't have a chance to see any friends. And now with things being as they are may not be able to go down to visit this summer. I only work on contract while classes are in session, and only for 25 hrs./week. I'm done here on May 1st and then not sure what to do. I may have to get a waitressing job, or something, to help make ends meet. If I do find work, then I'm not sure we can get away this summer. UGH!!!

Second post.
My oldest son has HFA and APD, he was diagnosed when he was 5 1/2 years old near the ending of his year of Young 5's; the process was not a pretty one. He went through all these IQ tests and other silly things and the report of dismal. Never expect him to do live independently, etc. So, we got another opinion. Since we live in a rural area, we had to travel over 500 miles to a specialist. Their testing procedure was much more child oriented, and although they came to the same conclusion, they said that with assistance through therapies and other agencies, our son would be fine. Now, 5 years later, he is doing well. Every year he seems to progress leaps and bounds. He has no issues with transitioning; seems laid back even. His speech is improving and so are his social skills. I've heard that once a child hit puberty they may regress slightly. Oh, the things to come.

Ok, so I'm new at this..here goes.
I'm working on some more difficult cataloging and needing a slight break from it. My eyes are crossing!
It's a new week, new adventures, wondering what kinds of things the boys will have to do today--school wise.
That's all for now. Lame, I know.