It was pretty for a while. That first snowfall is always magical.
It has gotten OLD! and COLD! Not just cold but FRIGID!
And it doesn't seem to let up. I know here in PA it is not nearly as bad as other parts of the country, but it's still horrible.
The furnace is running full blast, slurping fuel oil like a thirsty racehorse, and it;s still cold in here. This has become my best friend lately.
Seriously, this is the worst winter I can remember, not only for extremely cold weather, but for depression. I feel like my life is at a standstill until I get warm again. Sometimes I don't go out of the house for four or five days in a row. Zip has been going for groceries. I just can't face it.
All I've been doing is sit around wrapped in a blanket, reading, eating and drinking hot coffee. I've gained back weight that I fought so hard to lose. Can't think, can't focus.
The creativity has been frozen out of me.
Brad and Kami brought my loom downstairs. It needs threaded, but I can't decide on a pattern. So there it sits. Haven't even dusted it off.
The old computer that I use to run the loom is ready to be set up. But not yet. More dusting.
Brad and Kami have been helping me to clean the upstairs. We found tons (not quite TONS, but...) of spinning fiber, more than enough for three lifetimes of yarn. So I got the bright idea that I would spin yarn for another Fairisle sweater. Remember that really cool Fairisle vest I knit last summer. Well it no longer fits because of all the sitting around feeling sorry for myself and taking consolation in eating. I had such a great time making it that I thought I'd do it again only this time instead of spending money on more yarn (since I already have several tubs of it, just not the right kind) I would spin enough yarn to do another vest and maybe a sweater. Ha! There sits the spinning wheel. And more dust.
But instead of pursuing anything constructive or creative, I'm battling the kitties for the comfy recliner that's right there near my dear friend the woodstove. And I'm losing.
Sometimes one. But more often two....
And even the triple whammy.
Isabel, you know you don't want to hear that weather report!
Oh, yuck! It's snowing AGAIN!
Dang it! I was all ready to go shopping!
I just can't face another cold snowy day.
Mom, Deiter took my chair! He's such a lump.
Guess I'll have to sit with Daddy instead.
Snore!
Try to stay warm, friends.
Think thoughts of Spring. It will eventually get here if we don't all freeze solid in the meantime.
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