It’s Cabin Fever Time. I Think.

Here it is, another day, another cold day, another very cold day, another day to stay indoors and drink lots of COFFEE!  What else?  This is weather where it is necessary to dress warmly.  You know, two pairs of socks, long underwear, two sweaters, that sort of thing.  But when you go outside it is necessary to dress very warmly.  Takes awhile to get dressed to go outside in this weather.  By then I don’t want to.  But really, for me, I never want to go outside.  Sometimes, however, it is necessary to do so, otherwise Muffin and I would get hungry.  And that is not good.  Especially when Muffin gets hungry.  That is not good.  Especially for me.  And my feet.  Speaking of feet.  It has been suggested to me that I should go barefoot, and then I would not need to worry about getting wet socks and changing those socks so often.  Right.  Me go barefoot in the winter.  I don’t even go barefoot in the summer.  Bad thing to do.  For me at least.  Just not going to happen.  The floor in here is way too cold anyway.  My feet need to be warm.  And I stress that word need.  People don’t believe me when I say that.  Oh well.  It’s  too hard to explain sometimes.  People just kind of stare.  I get that same reaction at the store.  I’m looking for something, can’t find it, so I ask.  And the person, who supposedly works at the store, just stares.  Like I just dropped in from some other planet and I’m asking for some strange object that has never been heard of before and the person I asked is trying hard to think of something to say but doesn’t really know what to say because of what I just said because what I said doesn’t make sense to the person I said it to and therefore the person doesn’t know how to answer and finally just says something like, ‘I don’t know, not my department’, even though that person has been working in that department for the past 6 months or they might say, ‘we don’t sell that anymore’, when in reality they never did, or they might say to try a different store which translated means, ‘go away, I don’t want to talk to you anymore’ or I phone a restaurant and ask if they have any gluten free meals and they say, ‘what is that’ which really does answer my question or they ask if that is some kind of foreign food, which on one hand it really is kind of a foreign food and again it does sort of answer my question but there are some restaurants that offer such meals now.  We have one.  Well, okay, there are 2, though one only has it sometimes and one said yes, we have several different salads that are gluten free.  Salad.  I am asking for a meal and they suggest salad.  That, to me, is not a meal.  I’m not going to a restaurant just to eat a salad.  Not a chance.  Sigh.  It is still cold.  Very cold.  It has been a long winter.  And it’s still only half way.  It’s definitely CABIN FEVER TIME!!!!!  And I have it.  I really have it bad now.  I’m ready to climb the walls, bang my head on the ceiling, fall down (what do you expect?), roll on the floor, pull my hair and, and…AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  It’s okay.  I’m calm.  I’m fine.  I think.  Sigh.  Soon it will be International Cabin Fever Day.  That’s the last Friday of January.  Needs to be sooner this year.  Winter began too early this time.  Sigh.  I think I might go on vacation soon.  No, I can’t actually go anywhere.  Muffin and I will just stay home.  Lock the door.  Don’t answer the phone.  Just stay home and look at pictures of Hawaii.  Sigh.  And Muffin adds, eat.  Sometimes I think she reads Garfield.  I will have to make sure I buy a lot of food ahead of time.  My vacation might last a month.  Sigh.  I told you I have CABIN FEVER.  That’s the proof.  One of my neighbors must have gotten a drone for Christmas.  And it flies around at night.  Comes quite close to my windows, which I don’t particularly like. So I have to make sure my drapes are closed before it gets dark.  Probably doesn’t look in the window, but who knows?  Okay, maybe that’s another sign of CABIN FEVER.  But I can’t help it.  Sigh.  I get CABIN FEVER every year, but some years are worse than others and this is one of those worse than others years and probably the worst in a very long time.  Sigh.  That happens.  To me at least.  Some people never have the problem.  Strange.  I’m sure Muffin has CABIN FEVER too.  She gets that look.  It’s a CABIN FEVER look.  Fortunately I wear slippers now that winter is here.  Helps to protect my feet.  From cold.  And from teeth.  Wheehee!!  I think. Oh well.  Okay, I’m just kind of babbling today.  That happens too.  Think warm, enjoy your week and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

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