soup again???

Yes, again.

 

"It seems that you're having an awful lot of soup lately."

 

Well, January is National Soup Month.

 

"I realize that. But yesterday you had soup for breakfast and dinner. If not for the instant grilled cheese sandwich with the Ensure for lunch, I'm sure you would have had soup then, too. And here it is, another day dawning, and you're at the soup again."

 

Hah, joke's on you, sister T. I had soup for lunch today, too. I may very well have soup for dinner as well... but I think I'm going to break out one of the Birds-Eye Skillet meals instead. It'll be a nice change and almost feel like I'm out to eat.

 

"That's good, have something different. Speaking of, is that the temperature???"

 

You got it. Freakin' 37, and it's almost noon. What fresh hell this is. Such a terrible way to start a new year, having so many days that are below normal here.

 

"Well, at least you aren't in Michigan."

 

Hey, I can stay right here and still find temps that'll kill me. Just look at these. Of the seven days in this weather song, three are below freezing and one is right at it. Those are all right around dawn, too. Then the sun has to shovel away all that nasty, dank, cold before it can even begin to bring any warmth to the daylight. Truly does suck long, hairy, green ones.

"(smile) I'm glad you're trying to keep a sense of humor about all this. I know those 'highs' are still horrible in your book."

Of course they are. There's a -6 wind chill for all of those, so we're not getting anywhere near a real, true-blue 50 until Monday. That's four days away! At this latitude, we are supposed to have highs in the low 60's, and lows in the 40's, at this time of year.

 

"Just keep hanging in there. That arctic blast has to let up eventually."

 

We're not due to catch a break in this horrid pattern until the end of the month. I'm terrified of what my electric bill is going to be. As it is, I'm keeping the living areas of the house around 64 to 66 most of the time. Only my bedroom is allowed to be 70-ish, so I have one room to escape the chill. Of late, that room has been at the same temp as the house, as the below-freezing nights just sap out the heat. I tell ya, it's really dragging me down.

"Every little thing is gonna be alright. Really, it will be. This is temporary."

This is temporary. It just feels like it's dragging on for forever. Being cooped up in the house is getting to me, it is. I've been occupying myself with going through all the paperwork in my filing cabinet, and, slowly, it is getting lighter. I guess by the time the end of the month comes, it'll be a breeze to take it back into the Ocean Room.

"There you go, there's a little smile! You'll probably have all your tax documents all ready for filing, too, get ya that refund to replenish your savings. That's a silver lining of this bad weather! Don't let the cabin fever get the better of you."

Thanks, I'm trying. I've decided that I'm going to Jalapenos tomorrow night. The cloud cover should keep the temp fairly stable in the upper 40's. I'd like to say I'm going to Tomasz' movie, too, but I doubt I will. If someone were to drive for me and drop me at the door of Savannah Cultural Arts Center, that would be perfect! However, Barbara would have been the one to do that, and she's dead.

"Yes, I know that's led to some big changes in your life. What with Carolyn living out of town now and Sandy not able to do last minute plans, there's a big hole that hasn't been filled."

Ya got that right. At least I did get two movies in this week. Plus I have luncheons planned in another two weeks. I just have to keep my chin up... and keep it plucked, too. I don't need folks to get scared off by gray hairs on my chinny chinny chin!

"There you go! Keep that sense of humor, dearie!"