Untitled 2.03.2007 | 0 Comment(s)

I like cold weather, but not the kind that hurts. It is painful outside. I was so happy I was getting through the winter with some reasonable heating bills, but, even set at 61, my heater has been clicking on and off all these days. Doesn't Mother Nature know I'm saving for me dream trip to NYC?

The weather-proofing plastic I decided to apply to the windows this year have made me realize just how non-weather tight my home is. The clear film that covers my stained glass windows expands and contracts with the slightest crinkling sound as it blocks the gusts of wind struggling to take a seat inside my house. Even with that layer of protection, I swear I can still feel a cold draft on the back of my neck.

I'm not walking the dog today. Last night we went for a quick walk and, with the wind blowing against my thighs, my legs started to sting! Nope, not into the whole pain thing so the dog can whine and complain all she wants today, I will not give in. Aside from all this, for some reason I really want to start riding my bike again, and...well it's too cold!

I'm not really ready for summer, I hate summer, but temperatures in the 50s and 60s really sound nice.