Just a quick rant

It’s been cold long enough here. Long gone are the days of hating the heat and wishing for just mild weather, just one day. The days where to wear a sweater would be a nice, early fall treat. I’m sick of all my sweaters now. They aren’t even enough to keep me warm. It takes at least three layers, sometimes five or six to keep my bones from shivering. Who can move in all that? What’s even more fun is having to take a toddler to the public bathroom with all those layers on the kid as well and then having to bend and shift and rotate yourself enough to get the clothes off and on the kid. Without anything falling in the toilet.

I was born for warmer weather, God knew what He was doing, and my husband is right when he says I would not survive happily anywhere north of where we are. We still get out and do all of our extracurricular activities. It’s just now those activities might involve me bringing a space heater. I actually brought our space heater to R’s riding lessons last week. It warmed up my shins a little. I have no desire to go outside and let the kids play or to go outside and take pictures (I forced myself yesterday due to the frozen branches that I thought would look awesome) or to go outside and do field trips.

I want to feel the warm sun on my skin. I want to wear only one layer to actually let my skin see the light of day. I want getting dressed in the morning not to feel like I’m getting ready for a day in Siberia. I’m not positive that will come soon. February is usually colder than January. And we’re only half-way through January. Can I vacation in the Keys for a month and a half.

Now that that rant over I can think about being grateful to have a warm house to escape the cold. We have enough clothes to layer ourselves with. We have enough food to keep us going. And until the day actually comes I can just dream of burning the backs of my legs on the black leather interior that has heated up to 200° in the blazing sun. I can’t wait.