I'm Sunk

I just read in the newspaper today that the town I live in is in negotiations for a Barnes and Noble to be built here.

I'm doomed. I guess I should just start saving now.....

Today was quite a twist weather-wise. I knew it was going to be "sharply colder" but I did not catch the part about the wind. Good heavens. It was the type of gale that moves your car about on the road as you try to drive. Give up trying to walk about without hair in your face. Everyone had that bedroom hair look today, unless they were bald.

Tomorrow it's back to spring and it's supposed to be 78 on Thursday before the next batch hits for the weekend.

When you're stuck about what to write, the admonition is, write the moment. So here I sit in my recliner. The spot in the middle of my back just below my shoulder blades has calmed to a sharpish ache instead of a constant screaming nag. My right leg is curled up underneath me where it shouldn't be. My foot will be asleep when I unfold. My fingernails need to be cut. This is the first computer I've had trouble with them sliding on the keys. The heater just kicked on again--I need to turn that down, just turned it up to take off the chill and it's having trouble kicking on anyway, which is annoying. The only light in the room comes from this computer screen an the green-white lights on the DVD and CD players. The humidifier is squawking--have to remember to give it water in the morning. My lips are dry and I keep tugging at stray pieces of dead skin, making them hurt, and my bangs are driving me crazy because they are a distraction. Ocassionally the vent for the oven hood clanks. The winds have been mostly from the west which don't make it rattle and bang like the winds from the south or the west.

I have to sleep. My eyes keep closing of their own accord. I'm going to dream of coffee drinking and book browsing.....