Winter here is, thankfully, damn near OVAH! I'm looking forward to putting the thick socks and long sleeves away and breaking out the flipflops and short shorts. I'm tougher than I used to be in waiting out the last couple weeks of winter. Especially since spending a looooong winter in Canada a couple years ago. I came really close to having a complete breakdown on Easter that year, but that's a story for another day. Ever since then, I made a promise to myself never to complain about being cold and I sort of broke it the other day but only for a minute.
I've been bitching about my health lately and I'm not doing that now, I promise but the subject I do want to bitch about is related-kind of. So here's the thing-and it doesn't really bother me that much-but it happens every single day. I live amongst a lot of retirees and people of all ages who've moved here from places like New Jersey or New York, Michigan, Illinois,Ohio- basically cold and wintry places. I'm proud to share my town and my home state-I don't blame them, if I lived somewhere else, I'd want to move here too. Here's where my health comes into play-I have no temperature control since my thyroid was removed. I'm cold all the damn time. Then sometimes I'll get hot for no reason. But I'm pretty much freezing if the temperature drops below 70. I walk my dog at least 4 times a day. It's good exercise for the both of us and I'm still having a hard time recovering so it's good for me to be able to get outside because I get antsy sitting at home all the time, convalescing. I have to wear gloves, scarf and a hat because I can't tolerate the cold-being cold makes it hard for me to breathe and the last thing I need right now is to catch a flu. The people around here look at me like I'm a damn insane asylum escapee because I'm cold. Ok I get it-you're from where it's really cold so you can walk around in shorts and t-shirts and I'm the village idiot walking around with ear muffs! You're in the cool people section because you're from a real city with real seasons and I'm the wimpy, scarf toting, hood wearing bumpkin-happy now?
Like I said it doesn't ruin my existence but it's everyday. I've been trying to snap pictures of them but I'm not sure how to do it on the sly. Some of them already think I'm a complete fool because I once tripped and fell into the lake in front of the senior citizens' bus(that was so embarassing) but again, that's a story for another day.
Monday, February 19, 2007
Cabin Fever-sort of
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Throw a snowball at them. Make one from your freezer ice and huck it. Then we'll see who's cold!
I hope they all get frost bite on their eyeballs
Me too Hel!
Des, you always have the best ideas!
They are probably jealous because you are so young and cute. Just wait until summer comes and you are out and about in your summer attire. The eyes will really be a-poppin then! ;-)
thanks Laurie! Actually it's only a few of them-everyone else is really nice. The lady who lives next door-totally hates me,I'm sure of it. Then there's the guy who I pass every morning on his way to the fitness room-he looks at me like I'm a freak,it's not like I'm walking around in a ski outfit!
I say ignore those who cast an eye toward you. You should bundle up when you need to, and you shouldn't bear bunk about doing so.
None of it really matters. You are a lovely person - even if you wanted to walk around indoors in a ski outfit, you should be able to.
I am very glad that you are healthy and writing - that's really what's important.
Thanks Ann! And by the way I love your new profile picture.
My cat, Alex, and I have been suffering from the cold and cabin fever. Today was WARM: 50 F. Both Alex and I got outside for a while. Now Alex has gone hyper on me and keeps running around the house, attacking the furniture and me. I am ready to throw the furball out the door. Does cabin fever ever end, even after one gets a chance to leave the cabin for a while?
Jerks!
I'll have to dig deeper into your old posts to learn about the thyroid surgery. So sorry, and hope you're ok now, except for the flukey thermostat..
I am usually cold, too, regardless of the weather. When I lived in Florida and San Diego, you could always tell the tourists because locals wouldn't be caught dead in shorts and tank tops in the winter. They were the ones with deliberate tans, too.
Even in San Francisco, I see people running around in summer clothes when it's a windy 50 degrees out, and I'm wearing down. I look at THEM as if they're crazy.
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