::sigh:: She's donned her winter coat. What was a panorama of deep fall colors has turned into a vista of white. Beautiful to be sure, but cold-hearted for not waiting for me to be prepared.
I've found myself fighting to hang on to the end of each preceeding season. Wanting that last walk on the beach, wearing my capri length pants on days when the thermometer dips below comfortable for bared lower legs.
Yesterday, I finally took my summer gear out of the car. The beach blanket, towel, air mattress and extra set of shorts and top are now residing indoors. It was actually laziness on my part rather than the notion that there would be any more need for those items, that left them in my trunk for so long. The winter gear is finding it's way in to replace them.
I've taken the notion to rearrange my room, create some needed space for spending more time in here. I've got items that will need to be moved to my storage unit, boxes to rearrange in the closet, winter sheets and blankets out to replace the lighter ones. This may take a couple weeks as I change my mind 10 times on what should go where, lament on giving up things that I no longer use, and just generally procrastinate. But when I'm done, my room will be welcoming and cozy.
The general air in the house is chilly-attitude and temperature-wise. It's just going to be a long cold winter. I've done or said something, not done or said something, that has my brother keeping his distance and silence. It could be any number of things, and I'm not inclined to start a discussion that blows into argument proportions, just to remind him that I'm not psychic, have no idea what the problem is. It will be interesting to say the least as the months progress. Believe me, it's best this way.
I miss the cat and her kittens. I pull in from work and look at the empty porch area where they hung out, and miss the few minutes of greeting they gave me. I know that as long as I live here, there will be no pet. Period. That saddens me.
I've picked up a client that will bring an extra 6 hours of work a week. Still not up to full time, but an improvement. I'll still have part-time unemployment to make up the difference, so I'm okay(not great) financially. The gas prices hovering around $2 a gallon make it a little easier to get from week to week.
Well, I'm off to move some boxes, so have a great day, and for my readers in the north-bundle up!
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