March 24

Im sorry, friends but this is going to be a short post tonight. I’m angry. Angry that it was so cold again today. I sat in my family room tonight wrapped in my robe with my feet under pillows, listening to the sound of my furnace running constantly. My hands never warmed up. It’s not right. Its just not right. I refuse to turn up the heat when it’s almost the end of March. I want to be outside. I want to open my windows. I want to complain about having to mow the lawn. At this point, I can’t imagine ever wanting to turn on the air conditioner. I long for 80 degrees and sunshine heating up my house.

So with that off my chest, let me say that I am thankful I have a working furnace and a way to keep warm. I know what I’m complaining about is minor in the grand scheme of things. I’m also thankful it’s supposed to get to 60 degrees by Sunday. That’s something to look forward to. It’s a start.

Day Six: Cold

Today was bitterly cold. At 7:30 am the Weather Channel app on my phone said the local weather was -18 degrees with a wind chill of -44.  Visions of  Jack London’s man risking himself and his dog on the Yukon Trail came to mind every time I thought of heading outside. Thankfully, I didn’t have to. All local schools closed for the day, including the one where I work. I spent my day finishing up some of the items on my forever growing to-do list, such as swapping out light fixtures and painting walls. I also enjoyed the fire in the fireplace and baked brownies while listening to the wind whipping around my front door. I did feel a little guilty knowing that others weren’t as lucky as I. Getting a day off of work for bad weather is a perk not given to most, so I truly am grateful for it.