Monday, June 20, 2011

chilly




I have a confession.


I have become cold. Possibly because I don't move around enough - well.... probably. But at night, this summer, I just can't get warm. For the  first time ever, I've not only kept the winter duvet layer on, I've actually added another. AND I'm still using my hot water bottle. Not every night, but I went to bed without it the night before last and couldn't sleep for how cold I was. For ages. I was so relieved when Bodhi woke up and climbed in.

I know it's my first year sleeping alone in a bed in many years, so I suppose that explains it, a lot. Big difference, temperature wise. And my house needs insulating. But maybe it's because the Gulf Stream has shifted too? The fearless Olivia seems less inclined to stay in the sea this summer than previous years.

Ach,  this post was meant to be a bit more meaningful than it is, but I don't want to get self pitying, so I suppose I'll just leave it at the fact that I'm cold. I'm even cold right now, dammit! Off to do stuff.




8 comments:

Ms. Moon said...

And here, it is hot. Only hot. Nothing but hot.
La.

Jo said...

In fairness, I couldn't swap!

Birdie said...

Have you had your thyroid checked?

Jo said...

Hmm. Interesting question.

morgor said...

it's a little cold here in Melbourne, but nothing a jumper can't fix.
Then again, it is mid-winter.

Jo said...

Heh. Spiiiiderrrrssss.

Mwa said...

I think it also might have something to do with mothering tiredness. Like an emptiness of energy after pregnancy and breastfeeding. What you need to get warm is another baby. ;-)

(That was a joke. A bad one, I realise.)

Jo said...

That's ok :)