Baby it's cold outside
By Carol Brown
January 5, 2017 8:40pm CST
January 5, 2017 A stack of books from the senior center now sits on my coffee table, calling my name, the fridge has snacky stuff in it, and little nooks and crannies of my shopping list have been filled. Bills have been paid. Donations are ensconced at the Goodwill. The trash is out, the mail is in. Who is the good Samaritan who took care of all that for me? Well, there were three: me, myself and I. Yes I went out into the windy cold wastes of the north today to take care of those chores and errands before the truly nasty weather stuff arrives this weekend. Wind chill in the 20s today, and true temps in the teens tonight. A neighbor caught me as I was bringing in the mail—mail which included three DVDs from netflix, by the way, ah...more reason to stay inside snuggled under my comforter on the couch. Hola, Carol! she says, walking toward me. She looks dressed to go skiing: furry hat, mittens, fuzz-lined boots, ski pants tucked in. The wind blows through my bluejeans and thin top, even though I'm wearing a sweater, hat, scarf and coat. I say Hola back, gritting my teeth against the cold. Where have you been? Have you been sick? We are wondering about you, she grills me as I lean toward my front door. Is it the cold that makes her so chatty? No, she's just a nice person asking after my health. We talk for a few minutes and I finally make it into my livingroom. I feel half frozen. My toes are numb. My nose is numb. My clothes are cold. I peel off the cold outer layers; I was wearing four total, now just three. I stand an inch from my space heater. I begin to feel again, toes, fingers, nose. This human female is not constructed for this kind of winter, I declare to myself. There may not be three feet of snow out there, but baby, it's cold outside.
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I went to the Y for my daily exercise and had to go back to make sure I put my handicap parking sign in the window of my car. I was so cold my teeth were chattering and a car slowed and I waved and kept walking because I was freezing when he or she tapped on her horn and pointed to the ground, I dropped my car keys, my hands so cold I couldn't feel them.... I hate winter. I am here in Canada waiting for my doctor to schedule my surgery for a new knee, I get to call him on the 10th, if there is no appointment for the surgery I'm heading south... I'll get it done later in the year... I know exactly what you were talking about....
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I really did, but I sort of had to. My fridge was nearly empty, the bills demanded to be paid, and since I had to be out in it anyway I did a couple of other things. It was so cold I got distracted by it though. Got to the grocery store and "discovered" I'd "forgotten" my list, came all the way back home and found the list in my coat pocket. Missed my turn to the Goodwill and had to go another few blocks, turn around and go back. I can't tell you how glad I was to finally get home to stay. Then the neighbor caught me outside! Argh.
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It's mid-May and I just found your comment I went to AZ in search of warmth, but took 50° weather and rain with me. It was warmer than Portland, but not warm enough for short sleeves. Then after I got back it took me awhile to get back into the swing of things. Your comment is dated mid-March!