Brrr

Holy crap it got cold!

I know I complained about this early, and this isn't that kind of complaint. Candidly, it's overdue. But that doesn't mean I particularly like padding around my house wrapped in a blanket, with my butt or toes placed over the heater and having to start do the layer thing. It has almost past the temperature point where I can wear my gorgeous red velvet coat.

Since my mobility is limited by the blanket, I am much more inspired to do some online browsing for things like space heaters and slippers (the monkeys died in Chicago). But I found a place that sells hats with ear flaps (I thought Kallisti would make fun of it, but being a native Chicagoan, he really didn't), and matching glove-mittens.

Also annoying, the 40 degree temperature differential. In the morning it is about freezing, but supposed to get in the sixties, which means the shedding and potential loss of layers. The only good thing about this is that my travels are generally limited to Kantner and the library, so it makes the finding a wee bit easier.

The cold is not helping my health plan either. A few years ago, Cheese Fiend and I discovered that we have the primordial instinct to build the layer of fat and hibernate as soon as the temperature drops. So yesterday was a constant battle against my desire to pad my butt with pasta and junk. Did make it out to the gym, but skipped out without doing a full 20min cardio. And I am sleeping all the time. Then again, it might still be recovery from the weekend. (Neighbors vouched that they were in the same recovery boat). Also officially a sign of the advent of Cold - my constant need for lotion and the static is back. So if you see me with a hat on, it is partially to keep my head warm, and partially to hide the hideousness that is my Van de Graaf hair. (let's not even discuss what happens when I take OFF the hat...)

OK, enough with the computer. I'm gonna park my butt on the couch and catch up on some reading, with my toes tucked into the cushions.