I know, talking about the weather is kind of boring, but everyone around here is talking about it at the moment, so damn it, I am too!
I know that I am trying to find some good things about winter to focus on, but I am struggling.
I know that a pair of warm waterproof shoes are worth their weight in gold when it comes to school pick up and drop off.
I know that ripping off the back of your house during the coldest June week in years was probably not the smartest of ideas. (In our defence we did plan to do this bit of renovations in February, but constant flooding meant that it didn’t happen. Darn weather!)
I know that this old house with it’s gappy floor boards, and lack of heating and insulation, is not designed to cope with this kind of weather, even if the back wall was still on.
I know that it is hard to cook dinner wearing woolly gloves.
I know that the first thing everyone asks you when you go into town is, “Is it snowing at your place yet?”
I know that we have had snow ‘in the air’ but that we don’t live high enough for it to get to the ground, thankfully.
I know that the word “snow!” incites excitement, jumping up and down and big ideas… and also a lot of whining when you say that we are not driving up the mountain to see if there is enough to make a snow man.
I know that small children rarely feel the cold, but looking at them in t-shirts and bare feet makes me shiver.
I know that I don’t like winter, I’ve tried, but I just don’t like it. Bring on summer already!