The last three days I have been perpetually locked up in the house. No car, no people, no fun. The day sucks pretty much until Mike gets home, then we have about 5 hours to hang out until it’s time for bed. I’m so glad today is Friday and we finally have a weekend. Being on my own, stuck in the house, all the time really sucks. I do have the pool key now, but of course it has to thunder and lightning pretty much every day, with rain intermittently thrown in. I was awakened by a doozy of a storm last night. It’s giving the same weather for the next 6 days. I miss the sunshine.

So while I’ve been cramped in the house, I’ve been scrapbooking and studying. FINALLY finished Mike’s and I’s scrapbook from my trip here last summer. I’m about to start my research paper (on the Cajuns! Fun!) and be done with History 2343 for life. (But more fun is yet to be had with History 2353.) I haven’t even worn shorts the last few days, haven’t gone outside so I haven’t been warm. Been surviving off of frozen entrees (that I swear aren’t big enough to satisfy a small child) and Pepsi.

The remoteness of this place makes me yearn for Wolfville, and how you can walk to anywhere you need to go. Or take a bus if you need something cheaper or more specialized. I hope the place we live in down here isn’t so remote. But I imagine living far away from city nucleus costs more than it does to leave near it. Since it seems that only the rich live far from the city (so different from the way it is in Nova Scotia… man, lots of people who live in Halifax suburbs are loaded — all the poor ones live out in the countryside). Whatever, I digress.

I’ve got some business plans that I’m going to unveil in the near future, so stay tuned. On that cliffhanger, I’m going to go see if Mr. Mailman brought me a textbook yet.