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I ask because the winter angst is hitting me hard. Shane picked me up from work and I immediately burrowed under a blanket and refused to come out. I wouldn’t come out to exercise. I wouldn’t even come out for Taco Tuesday, not even when Shane offered to brave the cold for Sabor Latino takeout. I regretted it later when he was enjoying his tacos, but still couldn’t be convinced to come out from under my blanket until Shane consented to turn the heat up a few degrees.
I just can’t handle the cold. I can’t do it. I like all the things you do to avoid the cold, though. I like knee socks and hot chocolate. I like sweaters. I like cuddling under blankets in front of a fireplace. I like coffee, coffee with whiskey, coffee with Bailey’s, coffee with Kahlua, coffee with whipped cream. I like soup and oatmeal, though not at the same time. Most of all – perhaps more than any of these other things – I like taking baths.
So that’s what I did tonight. I took a long, very hot bath. I read the August issue of Bon Appetit cover to cover in an attempt to pretend that it was still grilling weather. I thought warm thoughts, and then I bundled up in my pajamas and read in front of the space heater.
What do you do to cope with the winter?
What do you do to cope with the winter?
– live in a place NOT called, ya know, “Mitten” (burrr!)
– leave south-facing sliding glass doors free of all obstruction so as to admit max amount of light max hours all day
– go to large arena twice a week and holler my brains out at a bunch of 20-year-old millionaires on ice skates (i.e. care TOO much)
– begin to plan my Spring Road Trip
– take art workshops/classes/time in studio = immerse in art making one way or another
Hang in there, my dear friend! Spring is indeed coming. XXXXXOOOOO
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