You know those cold-blooded animals which need to be at a certain temperature to be able to move?
I think that’s me.
When my core body temperature lowers, my brain slows… and slows… and… s… l… o… w… s…
My body gets numb (probably my Raenaud’s syndrome has something to do with this) and all I think about is getting warm again; warm enough to function.
There are people living a few hours south of me who are waking up to snow this morning… the first time in 24 years it’s snowed. So really, I have nothing to complain about. Especially when, even though it was cloudy and drizzling when Hubby and I started walking the dogs this morning, by the end it was like this:

Bring on summer, I say 🙂
Have a lovely day and week, dear Reader!
KRidwyn
