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thomryng ([personal profile] thomryng) wrote2009-12-08 08:41 am
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Cold.

Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception
Seattle

It was 9° when I left for work this morning. That's 9°F, not 9°C.

The cold this year has been affecting me more than in years passed. Normally I'm a furnace, but I don't think I've actually felt warm since Saturday at this point (scalding showers notwithstanding).

I'm cold at home; I'm cold at the office; I'm always cold.

The constant cold distracts me from working, and believe me, I don't need that much of a push.

For someone who grew up in the American midwest, sensitivity to cold is a rather terrifying thing. I remember quite distinctly walking miles over drifted snow in the city after a blizzard with no hat or gloves. How have I gotten so soft?

A cat and a hat while you type

[identity profile] chris-sapyta.livejournal.com 2009-12-13 06:52 am (UTC)(link)
Cats on laps are a warm spot of hope and contentment. When your feet are cold, put on a hat... and mitts...and socks...and start exercising. When I lived in Germany, there was a Seattle-like damp chill that settles in your joints. I thought I'd never be warm again. At work, I invested in several "throws" that look like fancy shawls but much cheaper and double as lap robes or wraps and look nice tossed over a chair. A Disney Princess blanket is the same convenient size but would detract from your professional credibility.