Eventually, my complaining the reminds me of some of the
best things about winter:
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walking into a warm house from the chilling cold
outdoors.
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the fact that my dog likes to sleep under the
covers, becoming a little heater that sometimes snores.
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Snow-crusted trees after a fresh snowfall
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Finally, the smell of fresh baked bread once it
comes out of the oven.
On Saturday, the temperature hit a high of 44°,
which is unseasonably warm at this time of year. Fear not, though, on Sunday, the temperature fell to 6° with a
wind chill factor of -13°. These
are the types of days that I would like to stay in bed all day, snuggled with
the dog and a good book. Finally,
Monday came. No excuses, I need to
get up and venture outside to get to work.
Fortunately, my car started.
So as layered up each morning, I have to keep saying to myself “This
is only temporary.” This is my
motto that helps me get through the cold months, even though I hear the
California sun whispering my name.
Stay warm and try to ignore the fact that it was 80° in Los Angeles
today.
| This is what -3 looks like with a wind chill of -13. It is always sunny when it is really cold. |
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