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What a depressing day.

It is most definitely a red air day. Very cold, very foggy, and very gray. Not a day to be outside sledding or walking or even breathing. Especially for a little girl still recovering from her Christmas Eve croup.

It has been trying to snow all day, but can't seem to get up enough gumption to build up to anything very exciting. That pretty much sums up how all of us are feeling today: just no energy to return the few Christmas items that need returning, no energy to entertain kids, or put away Christmas decorations, or go buy food for our nearly empty fridge.

The kids are hooked into their new video games and toys, and we have been searching online for houses to see with our realtor tomorrow, which while kind of exciting, is also kind of melancholy, thinking about leaving here and starting over somewhere new. Not to mention just the thought of all the physical labor and emotional stress that is hovering in our near future- it seems overwhelming, looking at it from this end, especially on a day like today, when we can't even find the energy to put away a load of laundry.

I wish the snow would pick up. I wish we could think of something to do, or somewhere to go. I wish somebody else would clean up the house and nag the kids and fix dinner tonight. I wish our dumb insurance lady would call us back so we can get the saga of the Suburban settled once and for all.....then I could finish that story, and start the two other stories that stem from that one....