Really? The weather? Is that all there is to talk about?
Truth is when the thermometer says:
The views from my windows are pretty monochromatic
I have an increased reluctance to go out anywhere.
I really really want to read. A lot!
Soups, tea, stews, warm comfort foods...and lots of them. Compulsions to bake. And to eat.
High cuddle-to-kid ratio when we are all home.
Truth is when the thermometer says:
10°F
FEELS LIKE
-3°
it becomes hard to think about much else.
How am I going to pump gas when I don't have gloves in the car? I better leave 10 minutes early to make sure (child) does not stand outside. Do I really have to drag the garbage can all the way down to the street? Who is going to walk the dog when it is like suiting up for a radiation decontamination protocol?
The views from my windows are pretty monochromatic
Soups, tea, stews, warm comfort foods...and lots of them. Compulsions to bake. And to eat.
Only four more months to go...
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