As I write this, it is 7 AM on Monday morning, and the according to the radio is -46 (MINUS) outside. That is like minus 50 in Fahrenheit, like it matters at this point. Yes, that is with wind chill, and yes we are headed to a balmy high of minus 29 today. Anyway you slice it, f'ing cold.
I like the change of seasons, and the first snow is always really pretty. But then the real stuff kicks in - short days, nasty driving, grumpy people, bad winter fashions, and bottom line it's just f'ing cold.
After working all weekend, there's non-work work to do today. K also has the day off, we have some wedding stuff to do, and some prep stuff to do as having people over this weekend (ie need to plan and buy food). Housework is calling my name (easy to ignore, do it all the time). Plus I gotta go to the gym. Really I do, my fancy shmancy suits are getting tight.
Winter has always had its beauty, and its drawbacks, from the inconvenience of bundling up and getting around to the need to wash your car every twelve minutes to the cute fuzzy dog becoming the shivering dogsicle you need to thaw out, but it's manageable.
Right now I am sitting in the cuddly warm basement, wrapped up with Alfie and Quinn in a comforter, beside the fireplace, all toasty warm with the radio on and a hot cup of coffee beside me. Pretty damn awesome.
Now is the time to get up and go, get a jump on the day, head out into the brave new world and accomplish things! Or blow it all off and stay down here all day playing on the computer and watching crappy tv while staying cosy and comfy... hmmm... choices choices...