Today we did our best to get the new bunny barn up - but we weren't able to finish it. The framework is up, and it's anchored, but we didn't get the cover on and we didn't get the bunnies moved. I'm hoping the extra straw I gave them tonight will be enough to get them through a few more days until we have another chance to work on finishing the new barn and getting them all moved.
We also managed to finally move the old van back to the driveway so it won't get towed for being on the street when the city comes by to plow tomorrow. That was truly a family work out. We pushed it down the street, around the corner, and into the alley before we managed to get stuck. Our house is in the middle of the block and is the highest point from either direction - so we were trying to push the car on a dirt surface up a hill. We ended up using the new van to push the old van (using the tires from the potato tower to bumper between vehicles) the rest of the way to the back driveway. Man, I can't wait until we don't live in the city and can eliminate some of the annoying city rules from our lives.
And now Tony has taken four of the five kids out to do last minute winter shopping. New coats, snow pants, and boots. We already picked up hats and gloves a few weeks ago. I chose to stay home as I am physically exhausted and could use some quiet time with a nice heat pack and a good book.
I've already received an email from one of the schools giving protocol should school be late start, early out, or cancelled. I've lived in Brainerd my whole life. I can think of maybe two or three times that I can recall the Brainerd school system calling a day for snow... and usually it's only if we've gotten 12+ inches and the snow plows can no longer keep up. We typically only miss school here if the temperature puts kids in danger of frostbite at the bus stop, and even then they seem to prefer late start over cancelling school. Tony insists this storm will just clip us and we won't get nearly the amount of snow they're predicting.
I'm not worried about it. In fact, I'm a little excited. This means I'm closer to winter sowing season! Winter (sowing) is coming! Though the forecast predicts we will stay in the 30's for the next week, we're supposed to get back up into the 40's the following week... So the snow will likely be short-lived, and it's not wise to start winter sowing just yet. I have to wait until it's going to stay frozen outside so we don't accidentally end up germinating seeds before it's time for them to come up.
Looking in the mirror, I think I may have gotten sunburn on my cheeks and nose. Sunburn, in November... What a strange concept.
Next week is Thanksgiving already. Wow, this year has flown by!
I have another doctor appointment next Wednesday. The doctor I saw at the ER on Halloween suggested a follow up with my gynecologist to rule out "girl problems" (his words, not mine) but then never bothered to call me back to set up a follow up (which he assured me I'd get a call). I've now had two chiropractors (same practice) tell me they suspect the issue is related to my left ovary. This week my normal chiropractor told me she was fairly certain it's an ovarian problem and she doesn't want to see me back until I've seen my gynecologist to rule out ovarian problems. She also asked me to request an MRI while I was there, telling me "If she won't, I will." Since I've always had the same OB/Gyn for all five of my babies, all the high risk issues and complications, and my surgery, I'm really hoping she can give me answers and get me fixed up so I'm not in so much pain anymore. I need to get back to being a mom! Not being able to lift or twist, frequently not being able to even get out of bed due to pain is ridiculous and not conducive to productivity at all!
Today I was more active than I have been in a long while, and I am sore, but not in screaming pain (yet). I'm hoping maybe - just maybe - I can sleep tonight and not suffer the wrath of my ovary... Now I'm off to share some ice cream with #1, who didn't need any new winter gear this year and stayed home with me.