Not a weekly thing...

I don't anticipate a week going by between posts. Last weekend was exhausting. I could barely make it through work. Just a little peek at what I went through... Thursday evening, I came into work and worked my usual, 4pm to 4am. Slept for about 5 hours, ran some errands, slept for another hour, then back to work for another 4pm to 4am shift. Slept Saturday morning from 4:30 until 7:30, then was off to a CPR / First Aid class for First Responders from 8am until 5pm. Then, back to work at 6pm until 6am. Basically, I ended up with just a few hours of sleep over a 2 day period. It was admittedly rough. I won't be trying that again anytime soon.

It snowed here this week, and the roads are covered. Spending the bulk of my teen and young adult life in Northern Ontario Canada, driving in the snow is not a big deal. Not trying to be cocky or arrogant about it, but I feel pretty confident and comfortable driving on the white stuff. The same cannot be said about my fellow Puget Sounders. Today on I90 on the way to work, single file traffic from North Bend, average speed about 25mph. So I pulled into the quick lane, bumped it up to about 50 -60 and made it to work on time. Passing Hummers, Suburbans, Jeeps and Subarus in my little Ford Focus was almost comical. Come one peeps, it's just snow. Not even ice, or sleet or freezing rain.

The official son of the Nut had a great time in the snow today though. Mostly he liked to eat it, but in general was a good sport about it. He laughed when we made snow angels, and didn't laugh when he fell and got it in his face. You gotta believe he's got some good old Canadian blood in his system. Good times.

Christmas is almost here. Unbelievably so. Kind of snuck up on us. I have to work on the Eve and the Day, so it won't be a normal Christmas. Who decides what normal really is though? Until the next time.

Peace,
The Nut.