At this point, how much are we creatures of habit? I’m faced with unseasonably warm weather for January; the type of temperatures that are almost spring-like; but being programmed so extensively for the past 37 years that January should be cold enough to freeze your fingers off, I can’t seem to snap out of my hibernation mode!
All I want to do is knit, interspersed with a few naps.
Yesterday did see us out of the house, a nice 2 kilometer walk with the dog. The birds were so loud in the bushes that you could barely hear yourself speak, and the dog was on high-alert for squirrels. More of the same today, with some grocery shopping.
It’s good, it’s more than good, but it’s just so not-normal that I don’t even know how to take advantage of it!