I Smell It

It is winter, and I smell it coming. And I am not happy about it. Not that I can do much, other than move south. But I feel the chill in the air as I wake up each morning and freeze putting my clothes on. I try to conjure up images and feelings of overheating from this summer, and from my trip to Guatemala and Belize where I thought I could never feel cool again...and sometimes it actually works. I do like the feeling of curling up with quilts and watching television, or reading a good book though. I just wish I had a fireplace to snuggle by...darn it. I did, however, get an invitation to sit by one should the power go out. Although they don't have any wood, so I don't know where that would go. But then, there is that big woodpile out by my house that my landlord's brother is cutting...hmmm...think he would miss a piece or three???

I've begun to wear gloves, and scarves...don't know if I will break out the winter coat just yet. I hate my winter jacket, and its a shame, because there isn't anything wrong with it. I want to get an actual COAT to wear to work. I haven't had a nice wool coat for many years...since I was in high school if you can believe that. So I think its about time. I saw one in the Sears catalogue that I had my eye on, down past the knees it was, so I can wear it with my skirts this winter. On me, shortass that I am, it will likely be down past my ankles...fine with me! Now I just need the pesos to buy it...

Roomie and I have to break down and buy some oil soon. I haven't checked the tank this week, but last week, it was finally starting to dip below half. There is no panic yet, but I want to get a delivery before the end of the month if I can, before we do run out. One cold snap can sure make fast work of the oil in there.

Someone told me the Farmer's Almanac stated that we are in for a long and snowy winter...I also heard that because there are lots of apples on the trees, we are in for a lot of snow. Great...another winter to bitch about the snow...get ready. At least this year, I do have the scoop, which I didn't have my first winter here when I nearly had a breakdown...what am I talking about...I did have a breakdown. Amber will remember the tantrum I threw in the driveway when I got my agency car stuck...

Anyhow...here's to cozy warm beds, piled high with homemade quilts...I think I shall be spending a great deal of time there...