If you're looking for some upbeat, 'Little Mary Sunshine' thoughts here today, I suggest you grab that mouse and click out of this page ASAP. There will be no warm fuzzy sentiments shared by Bullet Hole Bacus at Killer Fiction this day. In fact, I'm still in the process of thawing my fingers out from sub zero temperatures that have blanketed the Midwest courtesy of an Arctic Clipper that barreled down on us a day and a half ago. This morning's temperature was -17 degrees. Add in the windchill factor and it feels like MINUS THIRTY-SEVEN! Some areas in our state reached negative fifty degrees windchill.
You know it's bad when Alaska actually looks balmy to you.
After last winter's record snowfall, I didn't think it was possible we could see a repeat performance of the winter from hell, but so far we're 8 inches ahead in snowfall and we haven't seen temperatures this cold in well over a decade.
Global warming? HA!
If you've followed my blog at all, you know I'm not a fan of snow and cold weather. But recently it's gotten so bad I've taken to searching for potential job opportunities in locales that don't see snow or ice.
Unfortunately, it's not a good time to relocate.
I've got a terrific job I love with writer-friendly hours.
I'm finishing my degree.
And the economy is tanking big-time.
So much for timing...and my great escape to warmer climes.
I figure if I can't actually make a move at present, at least I can dream and occupy my free time with thoughts of sultry sunshine, warm ocean currents, and the only white you see anywhere is due to the sand between your toes.
The other day I was so sun-starved I opened the living room curtains on the south when the sun was making an appearance and I sprawled out on the rug and closed my eyes and pretended I was on a beach towel in the Bahamas. I've got it bad.
Last night, attired in a set of thermal underwear, a fleece-lined sweatshirt and slippers, and heavy sweatpants,and wrapped in a warm blanket, and sipping hot tea, I 'planned' my 'fantasy spring break getaway' online.
Today I'm shivering and procrastinating about going out and filling my Jimmy up for the commute to work tomorrow.
How do you battle winter fatigue when spring is still two long, cold months away? Any tips for improving your mental outlook and fighting the urge to hibernate each evening besides taping a picture of Al Gore to a punching bag and pummeling it? How do those of you who live in colder climates deal with long, harsh winters?
Anybody planning a spring vacation?
~Bullet Hole Bacus~
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Posted by Kathy Bacus at 9:50 AM