February 12, 2016
The winter has come in force and I understand this is just the beginning. There are all sorts of alerts and the temperature should reach minus thirty according to the long messages my daughter kept forwarding to me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have known – I never check the weather. I like surprises.
Anyway, considering how the weather front evolves, I will have another chance to hear people saying that they’d better move up North.
And that might not be a bad idea. There are certain advantages, I understand, and the only disadvantage would be isolation. But how much isolation could there be? I am sure there are still people there, and, besides, there might be other compensation, and I am not referring here at the bonus given by the government for living up North or for the isolation. I am talking about the wonders of the nature. All right, that works only if you are a fanatic for nature. If you’re the urban type, then the North would mean a silent and prolonged death after wandering through the wonderful world of depression first.
But let’s get back to the subject at hand, whichever that might be.
In fact, I was just complaining about the weather. I haven’t been out too much today as the weather has already singed me, but for the little while I had to go out, I had to cover every inch of my body and not only with one layer of clothes.
I discovered that It might get just a little uncomfortable to walk around like a giant mummy.
And to run around like a mummy is certainly something to be seen.
Because of the chill in the air (and that is a very mild term for what it felt like), Rex did everything in a hurry and to cover as much ground as possible, we had to dash here and there in a very undignified manner.
I am pretty sure the very few onlookers had a great show. It’s not like I haven’t noticed the smiles and head shakes. It would have been hard to miss. At least, we’ve made our civic duty today and offered a few moments of fun to the community.
I am pretty sure that is very little meaning in this post today. The mutt has just eaten and now is running all over my bedroom with his little teddy-bear in his teeth and whimpering as if all the plagues of the world had befallen him. The last few minutes he discovered he can lengthen the race if he passes through the bathroom and also jumps all over the bed. So excuse me, but my thoughts have flown out of the window.
My only hope is that he’d finish in an hour or so. I am very tired and I’d really love to sleep tonight. If not, there’s a little light at the end of the tunnel. We have a long weekend which means three days of vacation. Monday is not a workday next week. Good for us, hmmm!
I am sorry I don’t have any dashing adventures to regale you with, but I spent my day in silence mostly. I cannot talk. I tried. I went to buy some things from a little shop nearby and it was a very trying experience. I could hear me talking but the clerk didn’t. It was a very painful shopping trip. I tried to call my mother but I couldn’t stay on the phone even one minute. I didn’t even bother to call my manager but I sent her a message to let her know I couldn’t perform any duties and therefore I’d take a sick day.
The worse was in the morning, though. The cat got into my bedroom when I was out with Rex and hid under the bed.
I don’t know what happened between the two of them when we moved into this house in October, but from the beginning the cat is not allowed into my bedroom and he is not allowed into my daughter’s – that hadn’t happened before. They used to live in a certain harmony with squabbles now and then but now, there’s always a mighty show when one discovers the other in the forbidden territory. The cat growls like a dog, the dog barks, and they don’t calm down too soon.
Given the new status of cohabitation, this morning hell broke loose when Rex discovered Zoey under the bed and I couldn’t even make anyone listen to me as I couldn’t even try to shout at that moment.
I solved the situation differently: I opened the balcony door, which was a clear sign for Rex that he can go out and verify if any enemy would pass by and of course it worked.
He went out, I closed the door after him (yes, it was mean, I know, considering how cold it was outside) but that was all it took for Zoey to come out from her hiding place and saunter out of the room. I closed the door after her immediately and then let the mutt inside.
It was simple and without much trouble. And to think at first I tried to make them hear me! When I barely could say a thing! Sometimes it is difficult to think straight when there’s too much noise around.
Anyway, I am going to end this post here. There’s really nothing more to say although I pondered on various things today as I had the time. I should really go to bed because the next two days I have to format the new issue of the magazine and from the previous experience, I do need a clear head and a lot of patience.
So, see you again. Hopefully in much a better mood! You should be in a good mood, though, as weekend has already started. Have a nice weekend, wherever you are, and have fun for me too.
Born sometime in the past century, living in the 21st century.
Sometimes I have good ideas... (what do you think?)
Sometimes fascinating guests!
(that for sure!)
Sometimes I have to share some of my frustrations,..
(not too tempting, huh!)
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