Winter is coming!!!!

OK, so it’s 77 degrees outside, but I can just smell the winter coming, and I am NOT happy about it. I HATE being cold. hatehatehate it. Wore a sweater today that Tony got me, and it’s fuzzy and soft and warm, but I don’t want to have to wear it. For the first time in forever, I put an extra blanket on top of my down comforter last night to press its warmth closer to me, and I still woke up shivering in the middle of the night.

See, Mama loves winter, and gets hideously cheery about winter coming, reminding me over and over again, punching me on the arm during the weather report in her glee. It just depresses the fuck out of me.

WINTER: a neverending stream of freezing toes, fingers, nose. See also: MISERY.

I have decided it may be best to move out in January, but God, I don’t want to have a cold December again and be sick all the time. shit. Maybe I should just throw caution to the wind and move out as soon as financially possible, so I can turn my heater up past 65.

Dread, that’s what this feeling is. Because last night (in September!!!) Mama had the attic fan on and I shivered in my sleep until I woke, and I might get sick already and I don’t want to get sick!!! And I love my Mama and stuff, you know, and I am not paying the bills, so I don’t say anything about the freezing house, how she is perfectly comfortable in the frigid room, not until I am wearing a scarf and still shivering. But I can shut my bedroom door and fume…that’s why I painted my bedroom a warm toasty color, like a sunset, so I will feel warmer in the winter. But this winter I am definitely putting thicker curtains on those windows.