After the cold snap came the rain. It has been grey and raining for two days now. From where I sit, the view is completely composed of shades of grey. I like grey in moderation.
Sunday was grey. The roads were bare and dry. Attila and I spent the entire day visiting retail outlets and collecting supplies. This was the first time I had left the house since Boxing Day. This was the first time since Boxing Day that I spoke with humans other than Attila; all strangers, all happy to see my money.
An advantage of the mild weather is that the masonry fireplace requires much less attendance to keep the house warm and dry. We are down to one fire a day, which is less work for Attila. It is so warm in the house right now that I am wearing a summer outfit and running around in bare feet.
January is the month where I begin to feel a colour deficit. To combat this, on Sunday we purchased four strings of LED Christmas lights at 75% off the regular price. Already I have hung the string of green lights above our bed, and leave them on all the grey day. The soft colour gives me a lift when I enter the bedroom. In the open concept living area I have a string of multicoloured Christmas lights hung along the peak of the cathedral ceiling, another grey day strategy. This morning it is so grey that I have left the blinds closed and turned on the living room lamps to make the space seem cozy. December and now January have been cloudy this year. There are another eleven weeks of cold weather to navigate through, hopefully this will include some lengthy stretches sporting sunny skies.
It is tax time again. I HATE tax time. There is no logical reason; I just hate having to line my life up with numbers and categories. The whole process eats away at me, and this morning I feel ill, as we are in the midst of the forms and figures. Hopefully it won’t drag on too long. Attila feels no compunction to deal with the taxes quickly, as he enjoys the numbers and categories. It would be a stress free experience for him were it not for my disorientation and distress over the whole process. The only solution I can see to the issue is to get down to it and get it done as quickly and humanely possible.
Reformatting my genealogy sources is progressing slowly. I anticipate that this will take a few weeks of daily effort to complete. Once it has been completed my next step is to sort through and flag primary sources. I will then work from primary sources to construct a publishable version of the family tree, before decorating it with information garnered from secondary sources. This process is a source of enjoyment.
After indulging in food and drink at Christmas, I have gained three pounds. It was fun, and I wouldn’t have missed it. Getting back into my healthy routines has been a challenge, but I have managed it. I have had to go through the “hunger and craving” dilemma all over again. This disappears after a few months if a healthy routine is maintained for that long. Next month my blood pressure and cholesterol levels will be checked, and we will see how successful my efforts have been.
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"That man is the richest whose pleasures are the cheapest."
Henry David Thoreau (1817 - 1862)
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