Upon the repeated urging of my husband, Richie Madden, I am going to begin blogging here. I am still trying to go back to pre-stress levels created by my work in the retail industry.
Our Christmas was a success. We are more than happy to just relax in each other’s company, make our family phone calls then spend the rest of the days we have off drinking, eating, napping and loving each other. We didn’t spend a lot of money on presents this year. Our gift was a new furnace. And while snuggling under comforters in front of the fire is terribly romantic on Christmas, it isn’t very practical for the remaining 4 months of cold weather in the northeast.
I come from a place where cold and snowy winters are the norm but one winter while serving as a volunteer fireman in my village, our truck got frozen to a broken hydrant that forced us to stay attached via a 4-inch line for many more hours than a normal Tuesday drill prescribed. Combined with an ill-fitting pair of fire boots, the blood circulation to my toes was partially cut off and I damn near froze them off. Now, whenever my feet get the slightest bit cold, I react by curling my toes under without thinking about it, even when brushing my teeth.
So I am no longer a fan of cold weather, or colder than say, 40 degrees. I like snow on Christmas and don’t even mind clearing the driveway with my snowblower providing I can relax afterwards with a warming drink. Beyond that, I dislike having to dress in layers, find my mittens/gloves/scarf every time I have to leave the comfort of our home.
I dunno. California would be nice; the politics aren’t that fucked up but I don’t know how we could afford to live where we want. Florida, nice but we’re not fans of hurricanes, giant bugs or christian fuckheads trying to take away our rights. North Carolina is beautiful and the price is right but they aren’t so dissimilar politically to Florida.
So onto the new year. Hopefully, some of our financial turmoil will take a break or at least settle down. This is my first post in a while and Richie wants me to continue and this is just what’s on my mind at the moment. Hell, that’s what blogs are, right?
