As I write this, the wind is squealing outside.
Forecasters predict that temps will be 2 to 5 degrees cooler than the average June Winter temperature.
But we are here. In Winter. Dealing with it.
And I’d much rather be in it and dealing with it, because, I hate the process of approaching Winter.
Summer is fantastic. Summer is Saturday. Summer is the party. 🥳🥳
Spring is great. Spring is Friday. Spring is when you plan your weekend. 😁
Even Winter is somewhat bearable. Shit and freezing cold, but bearable.
Winter is Monday. Yeah Monday is hard, but when you get up on Monday, you are able to somewhat get by with a super strong extra large coffee. Then you breathe out, and ahhh.
As you progress through Winter, it’s like you’re progressing through the weekdays…
July is Tuesday and Wednesday, and then August is Thursday. 😀
Hope springs forth. 🪄
So, Winter is a bit like a hangover. 😒
But Autumn… oh God. I am in a state of mourning come March. It also gets worse as the Autumnal months progress. And I love Autumn, for the trees, the falling leaves, the beautiful colours in nature abundant!
But damn it, knowing that Winter is coming, is just plain depressing.
You know what day of the week Autumn is?
Sunday is worse than Monday!
And so these are the times we’re in right now… we’re at Monday, rugged up with three layers, knocking back the warm drinks, reminding ourselves that we are here, we’ve done it before, it’s not that bad (it’s not that bad) and we have the opportunity to chill, stay indoors, catch up on reading and home projects, Netflix all the days, and do all those kinds of things that make us feel guilty at sunnier times of year, while hibernating like a bear and sleeping as much as we can too.
Cheers to Monday. ☕☕ It’ll be Tuesday before we know it. 😉😉