hibernation

I disagree with the Tesh: I hibernate when the weather gets brisk. I am fairly dead to the world when it is bitter cold. We may live in a modern world but I have a circadian rythmn that doesn't give a fig what the rest of the modern civilized world is doing.

The chill wind that whips through the subdivision, winding between ill spaced homes whistles passed my window in the morning and I want to stay under the covers all day. It was a chore to get up this morning. My warm bed smelled like lavendar and vanilla Tide. Since I have yet to put up plastic on the windows, I also got a wiff of pomegrante running passed my frosty red nose. I could have laid in bed all day and listened to classical music. It will be all I can do to want to work this winter... Despite being out of work last and feeling the need to work.

I am committed to working 5 evenings in my friend Kathy's store. She offered becasue I know I am going to be fired soon. I can't clean fast enough for the upper most management. And if I don't get fired my shoulder will give out. My humorous bone feel like it wants to break about 3 inches below the shoulder... I guess it's all the sheet snapping from making so many damn beds. I have committed to this because I really want to work in the store but also because Kathy has been a great friend with all the brother stuff. But also because the less I am in the house the less my life hurts. Oh, yes, that is running away thank you.
I like to call it a strategic retreat. It is only temporary. But it is necessary. If I have to live with this situation for much longer... I need a mental break.