It’s not warm out there on the balcony

Actually, at night when we turn the heat down to sleep, you can be six feet from the glass doors to the balcony and still feel the cold coming off them. I’m not complaining; I’m inside – but it does get your attention. Yesterday the sun was shining very brightly, but the temperature was in the single digits. The outdoors seems so inviting from inside; like a plant you felt yourself being pulled to the windows and experiencing the uplifting feeling of wanting “to do” something.

Yeah, well, had you gone out, what you would have wanted to do would be be GET BACK IN.

Today, Monday, is a Federal holiday, which means Der Bingle, who works on base has a day off. So, it feels like it’s Sunday, but, of course, it’s not – even though tomorrow will definitely feel like Monday and I’ll have to concentrate to remember TRASH DAY.

We are supposed to get some snow today, being on the northern edge of the southerly-oriented storm path. Yes, that’s thrilling, I feel thrilled, thrilled. Oh, yes, definitely thrilled. My gosh, I’ve thrilled myself to pieces; now I have to gather them back up. I’ll be busy for awhile.