I've been practically housebound for over a week.
We've been snowed in or iced in for eight long days.
I hadn't realised how much I need to be outdoors. I usually take the boys out for a walk most week days. We need that fresh air, we need activity. Even if all we do is walk to the local shop for a loaf of bread I feel better for it. The boys get a change of scenery and they may even get to woof at a passing dog or point at a bus.
This week has been different. Apart from a treacherous drive to the in-laws on Christmas Day, I haven't left the house. I was going stir crazy being stuck indoors.
On Boxing Day the snow had started to thaw, but before it had chance to melt away night fell and it froze. As I've explained before, we live at the end of a lane, at the end of a cul-de-sac, at the end of an estate, ON A HILL! Andy popped out yesterday and the paths and roads may as well have been a skating rink. He's pretty steady on his feet, but couldn't keep upright.
Yes, snow is pretty. I get a whoosh of excitement whenever I open the curtains in the morning and see that it has snowed. Snow is fun - until you need to drive anywhere.
Andy made this sinister looking snowman:
Also, Presley played in the snow for the first time:
He loved it, but came in screaming when his hands went numb! Poor little fella. I had to cuddle him until he had warmed up. It didn't stop him going out the next day though.
Poor Cash had to stay indoors as he doesn't have a snow suit and stills crawls quite a bit. I stood at the window with him watching his Dad have a rather one-sided snowball fight with his big brother!
I satisfied some of my need for connection with the outside world by shopping online yesterday. I trawled the sales at John Lewis, Debenhams and M&S. I managed to find a few bargains!
Today I had decided enough was enough. I was going to go out!
There is more snow forecast for tomorrow, so I had to take my chances today. Luckily the ice was patchy enough for the car to get a grip on the road.
I went to the Next sale and bought the boys two bags full of clothes and bits and pieces for £30.
Then I had lunch out. Sainsbury's Cafe, ham, egg and chips. I know. LIVING THE DREAM!!!
I jostled with everyone else who had decided to go shopping today. I was disappointed with the sale items, but you can't argue with £5 for a tin of Roses. It would have been rude to walk past the display and not re-stock our chocolate stash.
I then had the pleasure of sliding home and putting the shopping away.
I do feel better for going out, even if it was just food shopping!