It’s that dreaded time of year again when things turn nasty
and cold. The next three nights will be
in the twenties with tomorrow’s high only in the 40’s. Right now the sun is shining and it’s in the
low 60’s here, but the wind is starting to pick up and will blow all this s***
in here.
We tested the furnace today to make sure it will work. We haven’t turned it on yet this year. And we’ll be out covering plants again before
dark, the ones I still have that didn’t perish last year. Some of the Sago palms are too big and heavy
to move to the garage.
When we were at the store earlier in the week I was trying
to stock up on things and my husband said, “Good grief. It looks like you’re getting ready to
hibernate for two-three months. Just
stop it.” I told him I was because I’m
not going out if it gets too cold and crappy.
He said he’d go out then. He goes
stir crazy in the house anyway.
I’ll just settle into writing, rewriting, and reading like I
always do, or cleaning because there’s always something to do if you look
around.
The cats are wondering when I’m going to drag out their
fleece throws and make them tents on the couch corners. I don’t know if it’s happening this year
because you never know when you have to be ready to show the house, but we’ll
see. I don’t want to deprive them
either. They like to snuggle in and I
don’t blame them.
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