Arguably, it began with winter.
But let me back up. Working with a tight space (our house), my wife and I have become adept over the years at rearranging furniture and rooms to meet our current needs. When the girls were homeschooling, there was space dedicated to that. Now that they are back in private school, we shifted things around again to adapt to her business and my needs in what is commonly used as office space in our house.
That puts my desk, currently (because I wanted to be able to see outside) next to an old door. We don’t use the door, but it’s there, and as winter has settled in, so has the thinnest hint of seeping coldness. Mind you, recent blood tests show I’m running a little anemic these days, so I’m already sensitive to the cold (low iron and all that), but this winter I’ve really felt it. I did what any rational person would do (I think) – I bought a sweater jacket to wear around the house. Sure, I’m a bit like an old man now, but it keeps me warm, and it has pockets and goes with everything! (Of course, we know what old man that reminds me.)
And now this week, the cold is really settling in, as you no doubt heard me complain about yesterday. As I first draft this post, it’s -12 C, 11 F outside. Even by my reckoning, that’s a mite chilly. Going out is a layered affair, one that includes both my sweater jacket – and a certain favorite, twelve foot long bundle of warmth in a scarf shape. Possibly modeled after a certain Doctor’s scarf. Now, sure, there are additional layers involved, and that isn’t the complete ensemble, but you can see where this is going.
I’m in a transitional state right now. Before we even get a chance to see how Peter Capaldi does as the Doctor, we may be looking at yet transition – to me.
Think on that, my warm friends!