Five days in and we're going strong!
And by strong, I mean I've developed a kind of worrying attachment to my slippers. Like, I couldn't find them today when I got home from work and I almost threw a hissy fit. BUT, November is not as cold as October was. The snow has melted, and Kelly and I have retired the frump. We've downgraded to 24/7 sweatshirts.
Jes came home from England, and now it is pretty commonplace to walk into the living room and find her and Kelly clinging to each other for warmth. Or maybe it's something to do with their surplus of emotion. I don't know.
However, I learned this year that November is the month for challenges. Maybe it's the impending holiday season that makes people feel the need to prove themselves. I'm trying to take part in NaNoWriMo this year, which is proving difficult based on the fact that I can't sit in my office without wearing two pairs of gloves and a fleece blanket. Seriously, it's awful in here.
ALSO, my very dear friend, Margaret, is starting her own monthly cooking challenge - which will be accompanied by a blog (when she gets off her lazy grad student ass) that I will shamelessly promote here even though it has nothing to do with No Heat November. Except that you cook with heat. So maybe I will only promote it on the basis of warm kitchen jealousy. But really, it's going to be great. I can't remember the last time I ate food that didn't come out of a little plastic container, so my admiration for her cooking challenges is sincere.
In my defense, or maybe lack of defense I would say yes. It is for heat and surplus emotion. I would say it is also possible that lack of heat will lead me to be emotional. I find that when I get out of bed in the morning for work and I think upon my return. There is a probability that I will return to bed and I actually make my bed. Not to be neat no but in my mind I think it is possible that the sheets will hold the warmth for my return if I trap it!I've also discovered that if you wear enough clothes, you don't move. You don't move, you don't roll, you don't kick your blankets off, you are the abominable clothes monkey. Only my face sticks out of my hoodie. Thank god for my hoodie. I would have no ears. And I am seriously considering wearing gloves to bed the next temperature drop.
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