brrr... cold
When I went to bed last night it was one degree outside, and a toasty warm 18 inside - the fire upstairs and the heatpump downstairs were warding off the cold.
This morning when I got upstairs, the thermometer in the kitchen told me it was two degrees outside, and 11 inside. Brrr... The only consolation is that the fire last night would have mitigated the cold inside somewhat, because if I hadn't had it, and it hadn't still been glowing at midnight when I went to bed, who knows what we'd have had to wrap up against this morning.
I am going to let the girls sleep longer than usual today. This is a bit of a gamble, of course, but the entire time I've had to deal with them in the morning they've been packed, dressed and ready to go a full forty-five minutes before I would be allowed to drop them off at school. So no point in that on a day when the kitchen is eleven degrees. Much nicer to snuggle in bed for an extra half hour. Wish I had done that for myself. May change the alarm for tomorrow.
This morning when I got upstairs, the thermometer in the kitchen told me it was two degrees outside, and 11 inside. Brrr... The only consolation is that the fire last night would have mitigated the cold inside somewhat, because if I hadn't had it, and it hadn't still been glowing at midnight when I went to bed, who knows what we'd have had to wrap up against this morning.
I am going to let the girls sleep longer than usual today. This is a bit of a gamble, of course, but the entire time I've had to deal with them in the morning they've been packed, dressed and ready to go a full forty-five minutes before I would be allowed to drop them off at school. So no point in that on a day when the kitchen is eleven degrees. Much nicer to snuggle in bed for an extra half hour. Wish I had done that for myself. May change the alarm for tomorrow.