Losing it here. Sanity slipping away like snow off a roof. Just can't believe IT'S STILL JANUARY! Has the planet given up and died? Rolled to a halt? Christmas was ages ago, at least six months, and here we are, still talking about the New Year! Move on people!
Tomorrow sees us into February. Joy of joys. This winter is totally outstaying its welcome! A bit of snow is fine, get the sledge out, put the fire on, consider roasting a chestnut or two, usual seasonal stuff with a time for it under heaven and all that. But this has been going on for decades! The gas bill is topping third world debt. I'm wearing three jumpers, pyjamas under my jeans and a hat with flaps, that's inside the house, and it's still not enough!
Considering hibernation next year. Going to bed with a box of Hob-nobs and a teasmade. Be like a squirrel, rousing occasionally, but happy to stay put until the sensible weather returns. Absolutely refuse to do this again.
Mind the daffodils are peaking out in our miserable excuse for a garden. Mostly under the trampoline - such chutzpah - and the nights are getting lighter, slowly. Maybe Spring is just a bit shy, hanging back, like a spotty kid at a disco. Feel like shouting: " "Want you now! Get your sweet self over here you're hot, hot, hot!"
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