Fighting the slight chill. With FIRE. Or actually, with boiling water.

[cimorene]

It's just gotten a bit cold this time of year, around +5*C or a little below, and the radiators haven't really started to kick in yet. My lame Ashkenazi Jew circulation can't handle this shit and I'm always moping around in my beautiful fingerless wool gloves and shearling slippers but my feet are frequently blocks of ice anyway, because we don't have the equivalent of cups of tea to wrap them around.

Or at least, we didn't. But at bexless's suggestion I have started filling my hot water bottle and putting it under my feet (all wrapped in a fleece blanket of course) while I sit at the computer snuggled into my pillows and blankets and cardigans and sweatpants and goatskin rugs. Bliss!

I feel sad and guilty that I haven't got to write the last few days. SAD. And GUILTY.

Comments

[nicocoer.livejournal.com]

Wow, that's a good idea. *blinks* I've been wearing my wool stuffs, but other than that. . . nothing nearly so awesome.

no sad and guilty.

[cimness.livejournal.com]

I don't think it's bad to feel sad and guilty about that. It means I have a desire to write that I haven't been able to fulfill cause I was too busy! I'll probably be able to write more when I have time.

[nicocoer.livejournal.com]

:)

[hollsh.livejournal.com]

You need huge thick wool house socks.

[cimness.livejournal.com]

I have them but it's actually colder if I wear too many socks inside the slippers. It keeps the shearling away from my feet or something.