Thursday, January 8, 2009

No propane does not a happy Rachel make!

Can I whine for a bit? Well, since this is my blog, I am going to take the privilege. Now, I must admit that I am trying really hard to keep a mature attitude. And for the most part I am succeeding. With most people at least. But here, and now, and in this blog, I am going to throw a temper tantrum. Because I have reached my limit!

On Monday I headed back over to Montana. Ya know, the place where I actually live and minister? Well, I must say that it was a little rough getting the journey going. First, I had to deal with getting new tires. (ucky expensive, but I have lovely parents who chipped in half! so I was able to get two new tires - what a blessing they already are!) However, after getting snowed in last weekend so I couldn't come back when I was supposed to come back, I noticed that my car had developed this creepy shake. So, I had to delay my leaving on Monday so that I could go to the tire place. (part of the delay can also be blamed on my not turning my alarm on. whoops! i got an extra two hours of sleep that morning)

Anyways. I was heading back on Monday and after making a couple of stops (a very necessary Ginny stop and another very necessary Maurices stop to get jeans) I was getting closer. Well, I got to Dickinson (coincidentally the place where I got some similar bad news the year before when I was coming home) and got the news that my house had run out of propane. Well .... that's never what you want to hear in the middle of winter. Fall, Spring and Summer - that's a different story. But, Winter in Montana? Nope. Not what you want to know!! And so, all my pipes froze. Every last one of them. And since my house runs on hot water heat, well, let's just say it isn't pretty.

So, I went home and unpacked all my stuff and repacked (it was something I HAD to do. I could not just go home and dump everything all over. looking back, it was definitely the right decision! the guys fixing my house are making a big enough mess) and headed over to Janica's house. Where I have been staying ever since. She's been so good to me! I really really really appreciate her hospitality and her willingness to let me crash here.

But. (there's always a but isn't there?) I am SO ready to be home. In a bed. In my own space. With the ability to close the world out and just be for awhile. I am an introvert. And you know what introverts need to survive? Alone time. Time to recharge. And I was really needing some after spending a solid week and a half with people all the time. Winter is not a good time for me. I am not a fun, lovely people person during the winter. I am more Oscar the Grouch. I need my sunlight!

So, I am here, crashing on a couch until further notice. Everyday getting more bad news. Sigh. It's just so exhausting!!!

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