It is official. I am sick of winter. I am sick of being cold. I am sick of gray skies. I am sick of sitting in the DARK in my house because my electricity has gone out.
How, pray tell, you may ask, are you blogging? TBO got us a generator. Now, our food stash will not have to be trashed, and we can have a few lights on this evening, and maybe even watch a movie. But best of all, TBO can have his breathing machine.
I am so happy that we have a fireplace, and that it actually seems to produce a little heat. I also am ecstatic that our sons were in the Boy Scouts and that their dad was a designated camping person! He has a most wonderful down filled sleeping bag that has kept me from freezing my extremities today.
I know that one day of no power is no big thing. I truly do. I am so grateful for the noisy generator out on our patio--set way out from the house--that I can hardly believe it. Hoping that the power will return during the night, but if not, there is a promise of a hot shower in the morning! Even if it is at my friend's house across town!
My fingers are getting too cold to type, so it's back to the bag for me. Stay warm everyone.