Better today. I slept twelve hours, took a pain pill at each end of the sleep, still awoke in pain, but feel better. Warmer temps are making a difference.
Dirty dishes are soaking in the sink. I dislike having a home which is not spotless. Dishes and dusting are the only indoor chores on my list. Cleaning the yard is my outdoor chore.
As much as I love a clean environment, I refuse to be ruled by have-to's. No more than an hour daily is devoted to housekeeping. Usually, it takes forty minutes or less.
Later....
Housework done, dog poop cleaned up, front garden mostly dug up and ready, dining table covered with plant bulbs and seeds, etc. Oh, and the best part..... A nap was taken in one of the patio chairs. An eighty degree day was magic. It felt so wonderful to be outside, to enjoy sunshine and fresh air.
Tomorrow, I plan to get out for a ride. Get a few groceries, buy some more picture frames. Definitely plan to buy some flowers. I miss having fresh cut flowers in the house. I want to see and smell them. I will get them because they please me, and because I deserve them.
Before Hubby and I got together, I bought my own flowers weekly. I considered it a mental health expense. They made me happy. So, I'll start buying them again. Plus, it will be fun walking or riding home with them.
Instead of the roses and stargazer lillies, I may get carnations. The spicy smell of them permeates the house, and they're cheerful.
I'm surviving. Better yet, I'm doing alright. Not back to where I want to be, but I'll get there.
Monday, March 10, 2014
Sunday, March 9, 2014
Thoughts.....
Friday.....
Got out and rode for a bit. Stopped by the library for more audiobooks. Hit the dollar store for picture frames and flower bulbs. It felt great to be outdoors.
Picked up a few groceries when I was out. Healthy stuff, not what makes my mouth water and my hips wider.... Thought of stopping for a fast food meal. Decided to reward myself when I get out next week instead. Perhaps a restaurant meal, the kind with real flatware and dishes not made from styrofoam...
Half a dozen people stopped me to ask questions about the etrike. What really hooks them is the fact that a nickel's worth of electricity will let you go thirty miles. With that idea in mind, I get the feeling I'll be seeing more of them around town.
Wishing I was at uncle AJ's funeral today. I miss being able to drive. The family I have here has no connection to the family I have in the Okc area, so I didn't feel right asking for a ride. Hubby didn't offer to take me. I get it. It's his family, and I'm no longer welcome as part of it. At least, not by him.
Tonight, I'll watch a movie. Just snuggle up in a blanket, get cozy and enjoy. I have a stack of them to see.
The house cooled from 76 to 64 degrees in about thirty minutes. I checked the doors and windows. There's no reason for it to have happened. The temps outdoors only dropped one degree. I cranked up the heat, and think I'll go ahead and put together the electric fireplace.
Neat fireplace, it really puts out the heat. Took several hours to put it together. Guessing I did it correctly, it works. Couldn't make out the drawings or pics of which parts were which, so I had to guess.
Sunday....
Supposed to go visit family and friends in Broken Arrow this afternoon. The arthritis monster has other ideas for me. Tears, pain, pain pills, soaking in the hot bathtub, curling up in blankets in front of the furnace. Pain that never really goes away on the worse days. I stay in my spot, hoping the pain pill will work better than usual, knowing there is another ten hours before I can take another. Moving cautiously because the pain pill makes me dizzy. Dizzier than the damaged balance center in my left ear makes me.
This has been a pain filled week. Usually two or three pain filled days follow a good day. This time, the pain goes on and on. I think most of it has to do with the damp and cold temperatures. Rarely being warm enough in a body which is ruled by the thermometer and barometric pressure.
I do alright in warm and hot temps. The pain is a rare visitor then, the bad days are few. I go long periods of time without needing anything for pain at all.
In many ways, the arthritis is far worse than the eye disease, the cyst in my brain, and the vestibular damage in my ear. I can function with the low or no vision, depending on the light levels. I can handle the headaches and screwed up sleep cycles. I expect being off balance and the vertigo which comes and goes. But, when the pain is here, it is an ongoing nightmare. I even feel it in my sleep.
Is it too much to get a pain pill that is effective enough to keep pain down to a dull roar? One that does not cause dizziness, sleepiness, weight gain, a fuzzy brain, and other nightmare side effects. One I can still take with the grapefruit juice that keeps me healthy. One that comes in a generic form, or at a reasonable price. How hard is it to really treat pain?
When Mom was dying last year of cancer and COPD, her so called pain specialist up in Ohio cut her off from her pain medication. He demanded she see a shrink for her pain to ensure it was real. The letter demanding she bring in proof from the shrink was dated just a couple of weeks before her death. She also had damaged nerves in her back, legs and feet. So severe her feet were twisted. And, the creep, because that's all I can bring myself to call him, cut her off.
My pain is severe some days. Nothing compared to what a Mom went through. But it still keeps me from functioning some days.
Why is it that doctors are scared of treating pain? Mom wasn't going to become an addict. She was dying. She did die. She had medication that wasn't effective, and the minimal dosage, and she spent her last months counting the hours until she could knock the pain down for a bit with the next dose. The pain kept her from sleeping, from enjoying the short amount of time she had left, from functioning as a human being. There was no dignity in her death, it was just, finally relief from unending agony.
Enough for now.......
Got out and rode for a bit. Stopped by the library for more audiobooks. Hit the dollar store for picture frames and flower bulbs. It felt great to be outdoors.
Picked up a few groceries when I was out. Healthy stuff, not what makes my mouth water and my hips wider.... Thought of stopping for a fast food meal. Decided to reward myself when I get out next week instead. Perhaps a restaurant meal, the kind with real flatware and dishes not made from styrofoam...
Half a dozen people stopped me to ask questions about the etrike. What really hooks them is the fact that a nickel's worth of electricity will let you go thirty miles. With that idea in mind, I get the feeling I'll be seeing more of them around town.
Wishing I was at uncle AJ's funeral today. I miss being able to drive. The family I have here has no connection to the family I have in the Okc area, so I didn't feel right asking for a ride. Hubby didn't offer to take me. I get it. It's his family, and I'm no longer welcome as part of it. At least, not by him.
Tonight, I'll watch a movie. Just snuggle up in a blanket, get cozy and enjoy. I have a stack of them to see.
The house cooled from 76 to 64 degrees in about thirty minutes. I checked the doors and windows. There's no reason for it to have happened. The temps outdoors only dropped one degree. I cranked up the heat, and think I'll go ahead and put together the electric fireplace.
Neat fireplace, it really puts out the heat. Took several hours to put it together. Guessing I did it correctly, it works. Couldn't make out the drawings or pics of which parts were which, so I had to guess.
Sunday....
Supposed to go visit family and friends in Broken Arrow this afternoon. The arthritis monster has other ideas for me. Tears, pain, pain pills, soaking in the hot bathtub, curling up in blankets in front of the furnace. Pain that never really goes away on the worse days. I stay in my spot, hoping the pain pill will work better than usual, knowing there is another ten hours before I can take another. Moving cautiously because the pain pill makes me dizzy. Dizzier than the damaged balance center in my left ear makes me.
This has been a pain filled week. Usually two or three pain filled days follow a good day. This time, the pain goes on and on. I think most of it has to do with the damp and cold temperatures. Rarely being warm enough in a body which is ruled by the thermometer and barometric pressure.
I do alright in warm and hot temps. The pain is a rare visitor then, the bad days are few. I go long periods of time without needing anything for pain at all.
In many ways, the arthritis is far worse than the eye disease, the cyst in my brain, and the vestibular damage in my ear. I can function with the low or no vision, depending on the light levels. I can handle the headaches and screwed up sleep cycles. I expect being off balance and the vertigo which comes and goes. But, when the pain is here, it is an ongoing nightmare. I even feel it in my sleep.
Is it too much to get a pain pill that is effective enough to keep pain down to a dull roar? One that does not cause dizziness, sleepiness, weight gain, a fuzzy brain, and other nightmare side effects. One I can still take with the grapefruit juice that keeps me healthy. One that comes in a generic form, or at a reasonable price. How hard is it to really treat pain?
When Mom was dying last year of cancer and COPD, her so called pain specialist up in Ohio cut her off from her pain medication. He demanded she see a shrink for her pain to ensure it was real. The letter demanding she bring in proof from the shrink was dated just a couple of weeks before her death. She also had damaged nerves in her back, legs and feet. So severe her feet were twisted. And, the creep, because that's all I can bring myself to call him, cut her off.
My pain is severe some days. Nothing compared to what a Mom went through. But it still keeps me from functioning some days.
Why is it that doctors are scared of treating pain? Mom wasn't going to become an addict. She was dying. She did die. She had medication that wasn't effective, and the minimal dosage, and she spent her last months counting the hours until she could knock the pain down for a bit with the next dose. The pain kept her from sleeping, from enjoying the short amount of time she had left, from functioning as a human being. There was no dignity in her death, it was just, finally relief from unending agony.
Enough for now.......
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Thursday Night...
The puppy didn't make it. Too small, too weak. Shame, she was a pretty little one. She did spend most of her too short life cuddled and being loved. No one, even an animal, should ever have to die alone.
Feeling better today, my bones and joints are still aching. Still, it could be the horrendous pain that the worst days bring. You know the pain, the pain that settles in within hours of a bone break. The pain that returns when it's cold and damp, reminding you that, sometimes your own body can be your enemy.
The electric fireplace arrived today. Now, to figure out how to put it together. It came as five boxes of stuff, along with big pieces in two big boxes. Thank goodness the cold weather has mostly passed. I should not have need of it until next winter.
The space heaters also arrived. That's a future worry crossed off my list. I like to be prepared for unexpected things. I dislike even the idea of having to run out and get things when snowstorms come. I prefer to stay stocked up on things like food, toilet paper, candles and batteries.
Tomorrow promises temperatures in the sixties. I plan to get out of the house as soon as it's warm. I need to make a trip to the library. Perhaps stop in at FOTL Book Shop. Definitely get a fountain drink somewhere. Just being out of the house for an hour or so will be good. Then, I'll come home and clean dog poop out of the yard. After all, I do have to take advantage of a warm March day.
Tonight, I've just been thinking awhile. About where my life is, where it's going, how I wish my life to be, and how to make it that way. I have limitations, and I'm learning to work around them. I'm adapting how I do things in order to be as independent as possible. I may have to depend on others for some things, but in the end, I have to be able to rely on myself.
Enough for now......
Feeling better today, my bones and joints are still aching. Still, it could be the horrendous pain that the worst days bring. You know the pain, the pain that settles in within hours of a bone break. The pain that returns when it's cold and damp, reminding you that, sometimes your own body can be your enemy.
The electric fireplace arrived today. Now, to figure out how to put it together. It came as five boxes of stuff, along with big pieces in two big boxes. Thank goodness the cold weather has mostly passed. I should not have need of it until next winter.
The space heaters also arrived. That's a future worry crossed off my list. I like to be prepared for unexpected things. I dislike even the idea of having to run out and get things when snowstorms come. I prefer to stay stocked up on things like food, toilet paper, candles and batteries.
Tomorrow promises temperatures in the sixties. I plan to get out of the house as soon as it's warm. I need to make a trip to the library. Perhaps stop in at FOTL Book Shop. Definitely get a fountain drink somewhere. Just being out of the house for an hour or so will be good. Then, I'll come home and clean dog poop out of the yard. After all, I do have to take advantage of a warm March day.
Tonight, I've just been thinking awhile. About where my life is, where it's going, how I wish my life to be, and how to make it that way. I have limitations, and I'm learning to work around them. I'm adapting how I do things in order to be as independent as possible. I may have to depend on others for some things, but in the end, I have to be able to rely on myself.
Enough for now......
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Great news, new things and a tiny visitor
...
Heard from my closest friend on earth this morning. She's finally out of the hospital, and able to talk without wearing out. She loved the flowers and art supplies. She loves, even more, getting a second chance at life. I miss her so much, she's part of me. Hearing her voice was one of the happiest moments in my life.
Still feeling bad, but itching for something to do. I took a wire brush that Demeter dislikes and put it to good use. I've been sitting on the living and dining room floors restoring the nap to the carpeting. A lot of it is solidly matted, grotesque and nasty. The living room is done. There is about a third of the dining room left to do. I took the vacuum and used it in the living room after working in there. Sucked up three full canisters of filth with it. Yuck!
My sister is bringing me a newborn puppy. It's the runt of nine born earlier today. Too weak to suck, too small to work it's way up to it's mom. I'm planning to tuck it in my top to keep it warm, and bottle feed it.
She's a nurse working twelve hour shifts an hour from here, so she's unable to bottle feed it. I have the time, as well as the ability to cuddle a newborn. Hope the little one makes it. Teresa has her doubts, but it's worth a try.
My brother-in-law is coming over tomorrow. He's bringing more movies, as well as a chart showing what order to watch the Marvel movies. I have some of them, he's loaning me the ones I do not have in my collection. Between us, we have all of them except IronMan III.
My Vettriano print arrived from London today. It's beautiful, so much better full size than the images I had seen of it in books over the years. Now to get a frame..... It will be perfect hung over the bed.
Good day so far. I still feel awful, but overall, I'm alright. Keeping busy to try and get past the pain.
The puppy is here, tucked inside my cashmere sweater. I got it to drink a little from a tiny syringe. It's smaller than my hand. I know, I'm just helping someone out. Don't get attached, don't fall in love with it, don't ask to keep it, etc.
Demeter is in love with the puppy. She's drooling, worrying every time she hears the tiny one squeak. She's glued to my side. She tucks her nose into the v-neck of my sweater to sniff the baby every chance she gets. She has yet to lick the puppy, but I bet it happens soon.
Heard from my closest friend on earth this morning. She's finally out of the hospital, and able to talk without wearing out. She loved the flowers and art supplies. She loves, even more, getting a second chance at life. I miss her so much, she's part of me. Hearing her voice was one of the happiest moments in my life.
Still feeling bad, but itching for something to do. I took a wire brush that Demeter dislikes and put it to good use. I've been sitting on the living and dining room floors restoring the nap to the carpeting. A lot of it is solidly matted, grotesque and nasty. The living room is done. There is about a third of the dining room left to do. I took the vacuum and used it in the living room after working in there. Sucked up three full canisters of filth with it. Yuck!
My sister is bringing me a newborn puppy. It's the runt of nine born earlier today. Too weak to suck, too small to work it's way up to it's mom. I'm planning to tuck it in my top to keep it warm, and bottle feed it.
She's a nurse working twelve hour shifts an hour from here, so she's unable to bottle feed it. I have the time, as well as the ability to cuddle a newborn. Hope the little one makes it. Teresa has her doubts, but it's worth a try.
My brother-in-law is coming over tomorrow. He's bringing more movies, as well as a chart showing what order to watch the Marvel movies. I have some of them, he's loaning me the ones I do not have in my collection. Between us, we have all of them except IronMan III.
My Vettriano print arrived from London today. It's beautiful, so much better full size than the images I had seen of it in books over the years. Now to get a frame..... It will be perfect hung over the bed.
Good day so far. I still feel awful, but overall, I'm alright. Keeping busy to try and get past the pain.
The puppy is here, tucked inside my cashmere sweater. I got it to drink a little from a tiny syringe. It's smaller than my hand. I know, I'm just helping someone out. Don't get attached, don't fall in love with it, don't ask to keep it, etc.
Demeter is in love with the puppy. She's drooling, worrying every time she hears the tiny one squeak. She's glued to my side. She tucks her nose into the v-neck of my sweater to sniff the baby every chance she gets. She has yet to lick the puppy, but I bet it happens soon.
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Tuesday
I ordered an electric fireplace and a couple space heaters. Even though it will be much warmer when they arrive, it will be nice to have them next winter. I don't ever want to be this cold again. Having to wear multiple pairs of heavy men's socks is unacceptable.
I'm so ready for spring. Warm weather is something I miss greatly. I keep thinking of what I'd like to plant in the flower beds in the front yard. It will be shady most of the day. Since the house is white with gray trim, I'd like to go with purple plants and flowers. Japanese ferns, Persian shields, purple basil, purple and pink impatiens, etc.
This morning is warmer than it has been in the past few days. 27 when I checked. Finally, we're past the cold weather nightmare.
I've been here less than a month. In some ways it feels as though I've been here much longer. My home is set up. I can find most things easily. With other items, I just sigh and say, eventually.... Light switches hang me up, I know they're there, just not where.
It's a lovely home. Just because I can't see what my things look like doesn't mean I cannot remember each piece. I want to live in a beautiful place, to know my surroundings suit me.
Another death in the family. A relative died yesterday after shoveling snow. My heart is broken for my husband, his Aunt, and the rest of the family. Hubby and I have been messaging back and forth over it.
Today, I plan to do as little as possible. I awoke crying in pain due to arthritis acting up. Moving around and walking hurts my joints and bones dreadfully. Every bone I've ever broken, each damaged joint is shrieking. Taking a pain pill was a lesson in futility. I'm curling up on the love seat with breaks to soak in the tub until I feel better.
Many days, I can get along without pain pills. I still hurt, but can function as long as I'm careful. Other days, I just try to survive until the next dose. Worse, the pills take the edge off, not much more. I've rarely been pain free since 2001.
A good day where I can function balances out with many bad days. Good days are to be taken advantage of so life doesn't fall apart completely. The bad days come, whether or not I do anything on a good day. Sad, but I've learned to navigate through by keeping lists of everything which must be done, and then busting through it.
What's sad is that bad days are not laziness. I want to do things. I want to go places. I want a life where I can do what I want and need to do, when I want to.
I'm so ready for spring. Warm weather is something I miss greatly. I keep thinking of what I'd like to plant in the flower beds in the front yard. It will be shady most of the day. Since the house is white with gray trim, I'd like to go with purple plants and flowers. Japanese ferns, Persian shields, purple basil, purple and pink impatiens, etc.
This morning is warmer than it has been in the past few days. 27 when I checked. Finally, we're past the cold weather nightmare.
I've been here less than a month. In some ways it feels as though I've been here much longer. My home is set up. I can find most things easily. With other items, I just sigh and say, eventually.... Light switches hang me up, I know they're there, just not where.
It's a lovely home. Just because I can't see what my things look like doesn't mean I cannot remember each piece. I want to live in a beautiful place, to know my surroundings suit me.
Another death in the family. A relative died yesterday after shoveling snow. My heart is broken for my husband, his Aunt, and the rest of the family. Hubby and I have been messaging back and forth over it.
Today, I plan to do as little as possible. I awoke crying in pain due to arthritis acting up. Moving around and walking hurts my joints and bones dreadfully. Every bone I've ever broken, each damaged joint is shrieking. Taking a pain pill was a lesson in futility. I'm curling up on the love seat with breaks to soak in the tub until I feel better.
Many days, I can get along without pain pills. I still hurt, but can function as long as I'm careful. Other days, I just try to survive until the next dose. Worse, the pills take the edge off, not much more. I've rarely been pain free since 2001.
A good day where I can function balances out with many bad days. Good days are to be taken advantage of so life doesn't fall apart completely. The bad days come, whether or not I do anything on a good day. Sad, but I've learned to navigate through by keeping lists of everything which must be done, and then busting through it.
What's sad is that bad days are not laziness. I want to do things. I want to go places. I want a life where I can do what I want and need to do, when I want to.
Monday, March 3, 2014
Cold and lonely
12 degrees outside. My peek at the outdoors while letting Demeter outside shows some light snow. Dreading the thought of getting out in order to drag the trash can to the curb. I did step out to toss ice melt on the steps and sidewalks.
Two rooms closed off, blankets over exterior and unused doors, three stove burners on, clothes dryer on and vented indoors, one space heater. All of that, plus the furnace running full blast gets the indoor temp up to almost seventy degrees.
I'm bundled up, including a pair of socks that make my feet look as though they're in a pair of clown shoes. Still cold. Not looking forward to the first heating bill in the mail. I'm betting it will be a monster.
Then again, I'm a hedonist, pure and simple. Being warm makes me happy and content. So, if it takes a big heating bill to keep me happy, so be it.
Actually, could only get the house above seventy for a brief time. It's been hovering around sixty four to sixty eight degrees in here. I'm grateful it's this warm indoors.
Playing movies my brother-in-law brought me this week. So far, I've watched Pometheus, Up, Dredd, Oz The Great And Powerful, Escape From Planet Earth, and now have Spider-Man in. He brought a huge variety. I put in Chicago last night, just to hear the show tunes. Too much worshipping the square god, as my sister-in-law refers to watching television.
Sleeting hard today. One of my relatives stopped by with a space heater. Now, I don't need to rely on stove burners to keep pipes from bursting.
Things I did not have to worry about when I lived with a husband. Being warm was one. It's lonely here, in a way that I never thought I never would be. Demeter is here. She's been my companion for six years. Cannot imagine life without her.
I miss my husband. I miss our cat, Layla, too. I miss hearing her lick my husband's chin at night as he slept. I miss hearing his voice, his companionship. Knowing he's in the next room at his desk when he's home. I miss having someone close by.
It's quiet here. I play music to block the lack of noise. After years of parkway sounds, hearing sirens and air traffic, it's quiet. During the day, there are birds singing. At night, I know I'm in quiet place. An occasional auto is all which can be heard through the walls.
Two rooms closed off, blankets over exterior and unused doors, three stove burners on, clothes dryer on and vented indoors, one space heater. All of that, plus the furnace running full blast gets the indoor temp up to almost seventy degrees.
I'm bundled up, including a pair of socks that make my feet look as though they're in a pair of clown shoes. Still cold. Not looking forward to the first heating bill in the mail. I'm betting it will be a monster.
Then again, I'm a hedonist, pure and simple. Being warm makes me happy and content. So, if it takes a big heating bill to keep me happy, so be it.
Actually, could only get the house above seventy for a brief time. It's been hovering around sixty four to sixty eight degrees in here. I'm grateful it's this warm indoors.
Playing movies my brother-in-law brought me this week. So far, I've watched Pometheus, Up, Dredd, Oz The Great And Powerful, Escape From Planet Earth, and now have Spider-Man in. He brought a huge variety. I put in Chicago last night, just to hear the show tunes. Too much worshipping the square god, as my sister-in-law refers to watching television.
Sleeting hard today. One of my relatives stopped by with a space heater. Now, I don't need to rely on stove burners to keep pipes from bursting.
Things I did not have to worry about when I lived with a husband. Being warm was one. It's lonely here, in a way that I never thought I never would be. Demeter is here. She's been my companion for six years. Cannot imagine life without her.
I miss my husband. I miss our cat, Layla, too. I miss hearing her lick my husband's chin at night as he slept. I miss hearing his voice, his companionship. Knowing he's in the next room at his desk when he's home. I miss having someone close by.
It's quiet here. I play music to block the lack of noise. After years of parkway sounds, hearing sirens and air traffic, it's quiet. During the day, there are birds singing. At night, I know I'm in quiet place. An occasional auto is all which can be heard through the walls.
Sunday, March 2, 2014
Saturday and Bad Weather Coming
Got out for awhile and stopped by the Friends Of The Library Book Store. Same folks there, we spent a couple of hours playing catchup. I found some children's books, a coffee table book devoted to the sixties, a couple of Red Riding Hoods to add to my collection, etc. Much fun, a lot of laughter.
I've missed being in a small town. I'm now caught up on a lot of the comings and goings. I have friends here, many more than I realized, and it feels great.
Stopped at the store I used to manage to grab a soda while I was out. Got hit on by a couple of young men. My guess is under thirty years old. It was fun to smile and chat for a few minutes, to be flirted with. Still not ready to date, but those men were good for my ego.
We have an ice storm followed by a few inches of snow coming tonight. We're expecting temps in the teens and single digits over the next few days. Wind chills will be in the minus teens. I'm not going out until later in the week when we should be back in the fifty to seventy range.
My preparations included charging every rechargeable battery and everything that can be charged up. I brought the ice melt in from the garage. The plants are in the kitchen and dining room since the Mudroom is not heated. Blankets and extra curtains are hung over doorways. I made certain I could easily get to kerosene lamps and candles. Plenty of groceries, pet food, toilet paper, etc on hand. I'm as prepared as I can be. My space heater is in the bathroom, unplugged. The clothes dryer vent is detached from the wall so it can be used as a heat source. The water pipes in the laundry room are in outside walls. I have no doubt that using the dryer as a heat source will be necessary.
Ready for winter to be over. I'm tired of being cold. Tired of sleeping in clothes. Tired of chapped hands and lips, a red nose, and hair that is demented in this weather.
Come on spring!
I've missed being in a small town. I'm now caught up on a lot of the comings and goings. I have friends here, many more than I realized, and it feels great.
Stopped at the store I used to manage to grab a soda while I was out. Got hit on by a couple of young men. My guess is under thirty years old. It was fun to smile and chat for a few minutes, to be flirted with. Still not ready to date, but those men were good for my ego.
We have an ice storm followed by a few inches of snow coming tonight. We're expecting temps in the teens and single digits over the next few days. Wind chills will be in the minus teens. I'm not going out until later in the week when we should be back in the fifty to seventy range.
My preparations included charging every rechargeable battery and everything that can be charged up. I brought the ice melt in from the garage. The plants are in the kitchen and dining room since the Mudroom is not heated. Blankets and extra curtains are hung over doorways. I made certain I could easily get to kerosene lamps and candles. Plenty of groceries, pet food, toilet paper, etc on hand. I'm as prepared as I can be. My space heater is in the bathroom, unplugged. The clothes dryer vent is detached from the wall so it can be used as a heat source. The water pipes in the laundry room are in outside walls. I have no doubt that using the dryer as a heat source will be necessary.
Ready for winter to be over. I'm tired of being cold. Tired of sleeping in clothes. Tired of chapped hands and lips, a red nose, and hair that is demented in this weather.
Come on spring!
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