I'm the first to admit that I don't get out much. I'm a writer. When I'm not working the parttime evil day job, I hole up in my writing cave and write. I can go days without traveling farther than the patio or the mailbox. But it's my choice.
Thursday night, bad weather moved into this part of the country. Freezing rain, sleet then snow. Not tons. But this is Arkansas. We don't get a lot of snow and ice so we don't have the equipment to clear streets. I started to go to the coffee shop on Thursday but the weather people were iffy on when the actual crap would hit the fan. I didn't want to get stuck in Little Rock.
Hindsight and all that stuff, I should have gone. I'm now officially going stir crazy. I want out of this house! I can't stand it anymore! The cats are driving me nuts. My dog, MeiMei, won't stay in the house if I'm in the living room or kitchen so I'm more or less confined to the bedroom or I have to let her freeze. Or lock the pet door and be at the beck and whim of nine animals.
I had plans today to have lunch with my sister, my mother and a friend. It was to be an early birthday celebration. Now, I'm not sure if I can get to Little Rock. Add the possibility of an unfulfilled promise of sushi to my bad mood.
Iz need sum wun to terrorize... *pouts* I keep trying to tell myself that at least I have power. It helps a little but not much. And yes, I have a new online name--Little Miss Cranky Pants!