Season Change

I've been sleeping enough to bring on the muscle aches and colon clogs of inactivity. I always feel extra sleepy with the longer nights of the winter solstice, but this is ALLOT of sleep, even on the winter solstice scale. My appetite is good and I feel fine while I am seeing to the basic chores, but the call of the pillow is always there. I am giving credit to the first actual season change I have experienced in 40 odd years. My North Country friends are teasing me while the Temperate Region locals shrug at me, but it is a shock to my sub-tropic conditioned senses. What do you mean it won't be back to 80F (26.6C) by the end of the week? I've got ribs to barbecue! I started marinating them on the first day of the cold front.


Still, nostalgia for actual season changes was one of the draws to this region. In recent years I have been quietly remembering winter sports, etc., while I have listened to the Central Texas natives trade horror stories about northern winters. My husband, sons, etc., are what I call, "Tropikids" who have never experienced real snow. Their horror stories can be comical. I have felt an increasing drive to challenge the horror stories. I donae believe I could love the season changes of the sub-arctic or arctic regions, but I have been anticipating the milder season change here in the river confluence region of central North America. In between naps, I have been wandering outside to absorb as much of the cold as my senses can comfortably handle. Did I make it a whole five minutes in this morning's 30F (-1.1C)? Probably not. . . When I came back inside, I didn't know whether to go for a coat and try again or dive back under the covers. I settled on this journal entry as a compromise.


Nearly all of my current winter attire is new-to-me. I left most of my scanty winter wardrobe in Texas. There never was much of it. I used layers of clothes far more often than I bought warmer clothes I would only use a few days a year. I hate new clothes, but winter clothes are a bit of a mystery to me. What winter wardrobe I needed there was never used enough to break in, much less wear out. Shopping for winter clothes and learning how to use them has felt a bit like exploring the surface of Mars.


It feels okay to be sleeping extra with extra stretching exercises to ease those muscle aches and colon clogs of inactivity. I think. Keeping my finger on the pulse to assure myself that some yet to be spotted psychosis isn't *just* making excuses for me again.

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DOS2
DOS2

even being used to the cold I am already getting out my layers of thick and thicker. don't forget a scarf (thick) for the nose and ears. if we are lucky here we might see 60F for a few minutes here and there over the next 4 months. moving the body will be a necessity. enjoy the new experience.
lovelilbeany
lovelilbeany

im hating the cold here. Stupid england. Most days its about 45 F or around 6-10 degrees celcuis. Brrr got my thermals on as M likes to save money and not use the heating!
lilmissy7
lilmissy7

Scarfs with my coat help a lot when I've had to brave the NY winters. (also gloves & boots) Maybe your body is getting a bit sleepy in your adjustment to the cold weather coming or maybe that's a crazy Missy theory lol
hugs :)
arfie
arfie

I'll buy the Crazy Missy Theory. An Arfin' rule of thumb is that extra time invested in the transition lends itself to more a sustainable change.
patti22
patti22

Fleece.

If you don't already have one, your pup might appreciate a dog bed too.

***I hid my kids down coats in the front hall closet.***