I woke up this morning to ring in the new year, I had to sleep last night since I work today. There were hopes of sunshine coming through my window as that always makes me feel better. However, when the darkness seemed to stay on my curtains well past the time that it should, I opened them to find rain. Not the relaxing rain that pats on the roof and cradles your senses into euphoria. This is the drizzling, dark and cold rain that brings nothing but the colder weather on it’s back.
Blah, the house is chilly and with the site of the drizzle, it only makes it feel colder. Birds and squirrels have taken refuge as the bird feeder sits alone. The rain is teasing me as it starts to pick up momentum and dare to relax me. But then again, it slows its pace and saddens me again.
I want to open the window but know that it’s even colder out there. Out there where the fresh air is held captive just as I am. My relationship with the fresh air is one I hold very dear, I visit it daily and allow it to visit me also inside my house. Being separated like this is not something I like or would normally allow. Like looking into a candy store window, it taunts me and tells me to open the window, but just as candy takes it’s toll so will the chill outside.
We’ve been fighting the cold and flu season for a couple of weeks now. From one to another the sneezing and coughing have made their way to everyone and then back to another again. My fear is that it will never go away at this point with the weather, but I still will hope and fight against it.
It’s getting colder as the day goes on and so we’ve closed the house even more in order to hold in the heat. My feet are cold even though it’s colder outside, they must know and are just trying to lure me into putting socks on. If my brain would signal so then I guess I would but my brain has an evil sense of humor sometimes when it comes to my body.
A blanket and a cat on my lap is what this weather calls for but I’m not too sure if that’s going to be happening anytime soon. Much to do when the cold weather comes around and I’m in charge of the chores. So hopefully it will not be too much longer and I can rest and warm up. In the meantime, I’ll listen to the howling of the wind as it fights to get inside and be thankful that there is a roof over my head and an old house that, while drafty, for the most part, warms us up from the outside cold. I will lay my head down tonight with that thought and feel blessed while I sleep.