Waz uuuuup? (funny, huh? well I thought so...)

Today, one day until the start of winter, the wind is rearing its ugly head. As it passes through the Christmas decor, it clangs and rattles the windows, making sounds like a little animal knocking to come inside. My hair flying in every direction makes me look even more wild than normal.

My eyes are set on the 3rd of January, awaiting the visit of a very special someone. Then I will look on the 11th for the (I hope) last day of lay off for me.

The house is starting to spring up, like a big tree missing its branches and leaves. Those, however, will come in time. The barn will be here in March, or so, when most of the cold has passed. Then we will live there soon afterwards. I wonder what we shall call or place, my mother always wanted to call it, "Cats Paw Paints" or, "Cats Paw IDs", or just, "Cats Paw Stables". Though will it be a stable? Maybe if we give it enough time. My brother wants to call the place, "Fox Hole Stables", something about the Civil War...and my father has just said, "Crawford IDs" or "Crawford Paints". I have not put much thought in about it, so...any ideas?

Take care,
-Aidan

aka ep (english person)