Flying Thoughts coz It's Cold

The first thing that most people do when they wake up in the morning is to stumble their way into the bathroom and do whatever nature and personal hygiene calls them to do. I spend a good half an hour in there each morning, maybe more if I let myself a little doze in the shower. In cold winter months, the next best thing after a warm bed is a hot bath. And in cold winter months, stumbling into a cold bathroom is an unpleasant wake up call. I hate electric heaters, they suffocate me, make my lips, nostrils, eyes, and skin dry. Good quality moisturisers are expensive and the kilowatts clocked up by heaters will give you a heart attack when utility statements arrive after winter. And so with that out of the question, only the soft, warm duvet gives comfort... a comfort that can easily be stripped away with the sound of the alarm. Arghhh. Tiptoe into the bathroom, get a shocker with stepping on cold floor tiles... sit on the toilet and holy guacamole, get a jolt with an instant butt-frozen-over effect. I should get myself a new bathroom. Mental note to self #1 - in the future, consider under-tile heating, it's programmable for desired temperature too! Mental note to self #2 - get toilet seat warmers, the fluffy ones(?)... although this would be real icky if "accidents" happen. Gross.

If this weather is just not too conducive to hibernation, I'd be out and about in the park instead of almost murdering that jar of honey, the lid of which has stuck on ever so tightly. I just want some honey with my tea, is that too difficult an ask, do I have to thaw it as well? The squeeze ones are no better, when its hole gets stuck with solidified muck, the more force you put will see you with super glue-like substance all over the kitchen bench. The red wine no longer at proper room temperature like it should be. The good thing is, the greens and herbs live longer, the Coke still chilly even when kept out of the fridge, food don't spoil as easily, and the fashionable knee-length boots are out prancing about once again.

That's what winter does, a hell of a kicker for household chores, a hell of a longer wait for the tram that comes just a second before your frozen nose cracks and shaves itself off. On the other hand, at this time of the year, it is once again a time to dust off those beautiful coats and colourful scarves, time to put the beanies, mittens, and all those fluff back on show. Time for the southern whales to migrate from the antarctic to the Australian waters, time to hug more, time for a change in season.

Cold-butted or not, not to worry because it's nothing that a hot bowl of soup can't fix.