cold
I am back at my place to visit little Toby who got into a scrape of some sort and needs a bit of lovin' from his mother. And OMG, how did I ever live here, it is SO COLD!?! I have been in my room with the heater on full bore for maybe 1.5 hours and I still had to put on my parka and 'groverless' (fingerless) gloves and extra thick sock-things on top of the two pairs of socks I am already wearing. AND I'M STILL COLD! I have lost circulation in my fingertips, which makes typing rather hard. It is raining. Toby is sleeping on one of his blankies that is folded on the desk. Yesterday was the coldest Melbourne day in NINE YEARS! But I reckon today is colder. Oh man, how much do I love the central heating at my parents' place? SO MUCH! (I know the question was kinda rhetorical, but I felt the need to answer it as this may be my last ever post if my fingers do indeed drop off from frost bite...)
Ok, maybe I needs a cup of tea. Tea cures all, no?
Ok, maybe I needs a cup of tea. Tea cures all, no?