If you have been on the facebook page you know all too well
about my canceled trip to Pennsylvania.
Reality is, with a large snowstorm coming in it was smarter for me to be
stuck at home dealing with it then face dealing with it when I got home several
days later. I can say there is no way I
would have been able to get through the gate into my apartment since snow would
have been blocking the gate from opening.
Yay.
So I stayed inside, sewed, got some long needed computer
organization done, designed and ordered business cards, blah blah blah… with no
plow by Saturday night I was about to lose my mind. I get cabin fever pretty easy and turn into a outdoor car stuck inside. When I was a kid we had an outdoor cat and we had her inside when we were away for a week. She tore up the house and attacked the person cat sitting and eventually bolted out the door and never came back. Plus I had a special aerial class Sunday afternoon
that I helped set up and the idea of missing it really got me very upset.
On the bright side, I pretty much finished Venus' dress. I just need to hem the bottom and get more snaps for the sides. I made the dress true to Greek dress where it is completely open on the sides, but I will have something on underneath and it will snap on the sides underneath the belt to prevent shifting. I am really excited to have made my first custom cosplay.
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| Yep, no plow. |
Sunday morning, I stumbled out and checked the road. It sort of looked plowed. So I got my shovel and then realized it was
not plowed. It was just mashed around a
bit from trucks and SUVs battling through the snow. I am so jealous of those vehicles.
I went back inside very much defeated and very upset that I
wouldn’t be able to get to class. Having
had the PA trip canceled and then not being able to be at class, plus I had
after class plans. What did I do? I got overwhelmed and started crying of
course. Messaged one of my friends
letting them know I was still stuck and crushed. She offered to drive an hour (or two) the
opposite direction to bring me to class.
To be honest, had it been any other week I wouldn’t have freaked out the
way I did, but like I said this was a special class. I accepted her offer not knowing how bad the
roads my way were, plus our main highway was closed as it was being
plowed. This made for an interesting
trip.
We made it to aerials pretty much on time. So this class was special because our “summer”
teacher was coming to see us. We haven’t
seen much of her since October and we were all eager to see her. She also brought a triple trapeze for us to
play on! We also had four of us in class
today instead of our usual three.
So the triple trapeze is really different then our usual
static trapeze. It has a long bar and
four ropes with a space for a person in-between the ropes. Every single thing, unless extremely controlled
has to be in unison or you risk knocking someone off or out of a trick. I managed to injure a finger last
weekend. I am trying not to complain
about it but I am going to have it looked at to make sure it’s not fractured. If it was just bruised I have a hard time
believing it would be just as painful a week later. So I can’t beat well because it puts too much
pressure on the finger. I can kind of
beat but its weak and I can’t get into a leaver. If it’s a weak beat it’s pretty much not
worth it. So I needed to cheat to get
onto the bar which meant everyone else had to cheat in time with me. Ha!
I may be bruised and injured but I am not broken!
I think triple would be a lot of fun if we did it every
week. It would be pretty awesome to
learn a routine on. Because we do not do
it every week, it was very tough. It was
extra tough with four people on it since we had to figure out feet and hands,
not to mention other things. In close
quarters, you never know what’s going to happen, but that’s a fun part of
aerials especially with good people.
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| I have the purple tights on. |
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| Admit that this is ridiculously cool! |
After class my friend drove me home, with an extra
passenger, and it was the funniest ride ever.
Aside from us being completely loopy from class and malnourishment (we
stopped for food), it was a lot of fun having girl time. We get a lot of girl time and laughs in class
but we are training, so it’s not the same.
The roads, however, were very scary.
Many of them remain unplowed or poorly plowed. What would have been a ride just short of an
hour took us two hours and this was just bringing me home. I feel a bit guilty about that, but we did
have a lot of fun in the process.
Once I got home, I had to start shoveling out my car in
hopes I could get the car out in the morning for work. I got a decent amount done by myself. Then my neighbors came out and helped
me. Usually the neighbors next door to
me are very helpful and they offered to help me yesterday but it was silly to
shovel everything out when the road wasn’t plowed. My usual technique is after the initial plow,
I shovel, get my car out, then I go out to a store/mall/outlet (somewhere I can
wander for awhile) and by time I get back the plow has gone through again
clearing the spot my car was in. This
usually works perfectly. This can’t work
if I can’t get the car out. So different
neighbors saw me shoveling by myself in the dark and came out to help. I hadn’t planned on attempting to move my car
until morning, but they offered to let me park in a little drive way they have
on the side of the house. This way if
the plow came through I wouldn’t get plowed in as badly. So they helped me get the car out and get it
into their driveway where it is now.
I tend to get really affectionately emotional in situations
like this. It was really hard for me to
not hug both of them. I have seen the
one neighbor gardening and I say “hi” but I never expected them to help me out
like this. Never.
I am so ridiculously grateful for everyone’s kindness today. It’s certainly the right time to count ones
blessings and I know just how lucky I am.
I am so grateful for every single person in my life, but more grateful
for those that helped me out today and both were out of kindness and nothing
more. Neither my friend nor my neighbors
had to help me out, they chose to and that means so much more.
I am grateful for every hardship, for every broken
relationship/friendship, for broken promises, for everything bad that has
happened to me because it has made me wiser and I appreciate the good so much
more.
I am being so sappy.
Wait until I talk about back flexibility….
Since shoveling and getting the car out, the plow has finally come through my road. Yay!
