I think I’m suffering the winter blues. I feel icky and want to crawl in a hole and nap until spring. Maybe the scraggly chin hair discovered while checking out the dry skin this morning are creating a Rip Van Winkle vibe. Why didn’t someone notice and tell me, give me a head’s up? I promise I’ll be the first one to let you know, I’ll say, “Whatcha doing there honey, cultivating a bit of handy dental floss?
The air is so dry my face is cracking. My hands look like they belong to a 90 year old who lives in the desert. I can’t seem to drink enough water to keep my body moist. I’m slathering on the moisturizer and I still feel like a dried prune. The cracks and crevices of dry skin run deep like ruts on a dirt road so it feels more like spackling than applying cream. This winter sucks. And I’m told Alberta is doing swell with plus temperatures, sometimes even double digits. How lovely for them. Somehow Mother Nature did a switcheroo cause it’s been cold and crappy around these parts. Usually I’m the one bragging how nice it is to my poor hubby who suffers Alberta winters for his work.
Maybe the five to six foot wall of snow around my driveway is depressing me. I’m so sick of shoveling. I think I’ve lost my bliss in a snowbank cause I‘m feeling lower than our Canadian dollar.
We also have snow four feet up the windows of my shop, leaks in the ceiling of the dye kitchen and bathroom from the ice melting on the roof. Can it get worse? Well, yes, I’ve seen horror stories on TV of roofs collapsing that would be a nightmare with a capital N. Surely I’ve accumulated enough brownie points so the universe won’t plague me with that concern.
I’m so full of gloom I find it difficult to think let alone come up with something clever to say so I’ll just go home and have a nap and then pull out some hooking and lay down some loops. If the house had a fire going and the smell of something cooking on the stove, I’d rush out of here with a bit of gusto but there’s a cold house and any pot in the cupboard is only full of pity.
I'm not alone in thinking enough is enough with winter, there are millions out there who will agree. I'm having a bad day is all and tomorrow will be better, after all I'm a Nova Scotian who is used to all kinds of weather.
I saw a funny video on the internet of a woman coming home and parking with barely enough room to get out of her car because the snow was piled so high on both sides. She gets out and sees a snowman her kids have made and as she walks by it, swings her briefcase and sends Frosty's head flying about ten feet away. That's how I feel today! I wasn't able to attach it but view if you like by clicking the link below.
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2014/02/27/brutal-winter-getting-you-down-heres-a-clip-thats-sure-to-fire-up-your-funny-bone/
The air is so dry my face is cracking. My hands look like they belong to a 90 year old who lives in the desert. I can’t seem to drink enough water to keep my body moist. I’m slathering on the moisturizer and I still feel like a dried prune. The cracks and crevices of dry skin run deep like ruts on a dirt road so it feels more like spackling than applying cream. This winter sucks. And I’m told Alberta is doing swell with plus temperatures, sometimes even double digits. How lovely for them. Somehow Mother Nature did a switcheroo cause it’s been cold and crappy around these parts. Usually I’m the one bragging how nice it is to my poor hubby who suffers Alberta winters for his work.
Maybe the five to six foot wall of snow around my driveway is depressing me. I’m so sick of shoveling. I think I’ve lost my bliss in a snowbank cause I‘m feeling lower than our Canadian dollar.
We also have snow four feet up the windows of my shop, leaks in the ceiling of the dye kitchen and bathroom from the ice melting on the roof. Can it get worse? Well, yes, I’ve seen horror stories on TV of roofs collapsing that would be a nightmare with a capital N. Surely I’ve accumulated enough brownie points so the universe won’t plague me with that concern.
I’m so full of gloom I find it difficult to think let alone come up with something clever to say so I’ll just go home and have a nap and then pull out some hooking and lay down some loops. If the house had a fire going and the smell of something cooking on the stove, I’d rush out of here with a bit of gusto but there’s a cold house and any pot in the cupboard is only full of pity.
I'm not alone in thinking enough is enough with winter, there are millions out there who will agree. I'm having a bad day is all and tomorrow will be better, after all I'm a Nova Scotian who is used to all kinds of weather.
I saw a funny video on the internet of a woman coming home and parking with barely enough room to get out of her car because the snow was piled so high on both sides. She gets out and sees a snowman her kids have made and as she walks by it, swings her briefcase and sends Frosty's head flying about ten feet away. That's how I feel today! I wasn't able to attach it but view if you like by clicking the link below.
http://www.theblaze.com/stories/2014/02/27/brutal-winter-getting-you-down-heres-a-clip-thats-sure-to-fire-up-your-funny-bone/
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