Aidan was in good form late Sunday afternoon putting the waning blanket of snow to good use. By Monday morning it was all gone but for sodden piles along driveways, walls and north-facing berms.
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Today, the weather goddess has bi-polar disorder and is in a very grey mood swing. Sometimes she snows and in a few minutes changes to rain.
"Blah!" she says, filling the silence; then, curls back into a fetal position. I wish she'd stay out of my room.
Still, it's better than when she goes to the other extreme of her disorder; then, we get Andrea or worse.
She sees me standing there looking at her.
I ask about her meds.
She glares back and shouts, "Okay, okay. I'm taking them. You want sunny? Look out the window Monday!" Then, she crawls under the bed.
I'll believe her when I see the sun come up on Monday.
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(black snow flakes)
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