rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,


The frigid front is on the way. The chance of rain tomorrow night is now predicted to be 100%, but it is also predicted to be over by the time the temperature has dropped low enough to turn it to snow early Wednesday morning. After that there is day after day of cold, but no more rain predicted until sometime after Christmas. So it is the worst of winter conditions: cold and dry. Visions of drought are dancing in my head, alongside the vision of a likely astronomical gas bill to come in January. I can't afford visions of sugarplums.

Already the night air is making me uncomfortable, and tomorrow it will drop ten degrees lower. It's depressing to think that there could be more than two months of these conditions ahead. Well, maybe we'll gt lucky and the cold air will go back north in a couple of weeks, and some softer southern air will make its way here. If we aren't going to get any rain or snow, we might as well wish for milder weather.

Over the last few weeks I've been able to substantially replenish my stock of soup, and I'll probably be eating a lot of it. Tonight it's going to be pasta, though. If I ever get around to fixing it. I stuffed myself with bread this afternoon, and then wasted hours with the Internet. Now I have to deal with the wheelie bins before I can eat dinner. I hope I can remember to bring them back in from the street tomorrow as soon as their contents have been collected. If I forget until evening I could end up getting caught in rain the comes too early.

It smells of fireplace outside tonight, and the smoke is even creeping in through the cracks around windows and doors. It's smelling as though Christmas were burning. Maybe it is.

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