B E B E R E

It's been chilly, damp and gray here. Stubborn and cheap girl I am, I absolutely refuse to turn the heat on until November. It's actually quite nice to be padding around the house in my faithful old lopi trailsocks (for another now ex boyfriend - finished with him before I finished with them), yoga pants and threadbare sweater. The flannel sheets which seemed unthinkable a little more than a week ago are now a welcome cocoon. The cats have even declared a truce so as to contribute to the bed warmth.

I wish it weren't so difficult to get up in the morning, though. It's like I'm coming out of the womb every day, only I'm not kicking or screaming. Just getting into work later than before it got cold.