Henry was digging around in a drawer of old crap and found one of my very old cell phones that I had no idea was still around, let alone the charger cord. We plugged it in so he could call Consumers Energy to find out when they are going to come cut down the tree that has been on the wire since the ice storm. Henry said he talked to them and they are coming on Twosday. He even held up two fingers to show me what day they meant. The weird thing about this old phone was that I never deleted a bunch of text messages. They were super sweet and loving text messages from my ex-husband. No wonder I believed he loved me! We had a good laugh as I deleted them all. It was a little jarring. I just don't think about that stuff anymore so when it comes up it throws me for a loop. Actually, when I started working in November I worked with the guy I was replacing. He had some boundary issues and wanted to know all about my personal life and for some reason I ended up telling him about the end of my marriage and my sham of a relationship with Henry's father. I had the most messed up dreams about my past life and was so happy when that guy at work finally left for good so I didn't have to think about that other stuff anymore! I have no idea why the spray bottle was out and sitting on the floor.
This photo is from the second time we went out, at 2:30. I can tell because Henry refused to wear his hat but he stayed nice and warm with two hoods. The snow kept sticking to his eyelashes. He didn't like that at all.
This is from the last time, around 5:30 or 6. Henry decided the ice scraper thing was his shovel even though he has his own shovel. I think he's already really good at getting out of doing the hard work. Ha! Just kidding. Not really.
Sometimes he says he's scared of the snowblower and wants me to pick him up when it gets close. Other times he's more than happy to try to wreck stuff with it.
Much of Michigan has pretty much shut down because of the snow and the cold temperature that is maybe already here. I am going to try to get to work tomorrow morning. The homeless need me. My boss called to give me directions on what I need to do when I get there in case nobody else can get to work. After I hung up I realized that wait a second, I live farther away than everyone else! Oh well, I'll do what I can. Henry's school is open but I think I will leave him home. I would rather he be safe and warm at home than on the roads with me at o-dark-thirty tomorrow morning.

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