It was a difficult weekend for me. First, it was cold, temps hovering around zero both days and dropping into the minus teens each night. Skies were gray Saturday, but the sun shone Sunday. It wasn’t warm though, and Suki refused to go out 90 percent of the time I asked. How she can hold it that long, I don’t know.
I know this area isn’t the only one to suffer more winter woes. South of me, they are getting walloped with snow and ice, and the northeast is bracing for yet another huge dump of the white stuff. Even in Florida, it seems, winter is refusing to let go: my friend told me they hit 24 the other night in south Florida. That’s pretty damn cold for them this time of year.
So yeah, the weather sucked. I didn’t go out, not even to start my car. I’m hoping the new battery will make up for me not wanting to bundle up and sit in a freezing car to see if it works. I’ll find out tomorrow, when the high will be all of eight degrees.
Saturday night, I had such a terrible headache, I went to bed at seven. I can’t remember the last time I did that, it’s been so long.
I woke at 1:30 a.m., got up, and edited until four before returning to bed. Sunday, the headache threatened but did not return.
The wolf story: I created a word counting sheet in Excel, and I am on track, despite everything. In fact, as I write this, I’m ahead a bit. I’m making every attempt to finish and release this in spring (our spring, not yours; it happens here around mid-May), so look for it then.
I doubled down on edits the first part of March, so work is taking a huge chunk of my time, and there is also the property management to deal with. Sometimes, I wonder how I get it all done.
My biggest problem this weekend? Depression. The cold is really getting me down, not only because it’s freezing outside, but there is not enough heat inside, either. The boiler simply can’t keep up in these temps, so I spend a lot of time under an electric throw on the couch, and turn the heater on and off because running it too long makes the heavy duty extension cord hot, which can’t be good. I worry about starting a fire. I’m writing this at my desk in the bedroom, and it’s goddamn freezing because it’s next to a window. Yes, even with plastic over the glass and a Japanese screen in front of it, the icy air flows in.
The best part of my days lately? Sorry to say it’s when I go to sleep. Being unconscious appeals to me because I can escape the misery of these frigid winter days and nights. 😦
BUT it’s all going to change when I finally move south, and I am determined not to be in Minnesota when winter comes around again. I keep telling myself: “last winter, last winter, last fucking goddamn winter….”
And I feel better. 🙂
So these are the good things: I’m alive, I’m healthy, I’m writing, I’m earning money, and I’m *this close* to realizing a dream I’ve had the last few years.
I took this the last time I was in Florida, in 2006. You’re seeing the view from under the drawbridge at Treasure Island. You can see the aqua water the area is famous for.
Below: I don’t remember what beach I was on. I’m guessing Madiera, across from one of my favorite restaurants, Crabby Bill’s on the intracoastal.