Today, I rolled out of bed. OK thats a lie. I stood up from my laying on the floor because I dont actually have a bed. Ok, thats also a lie. I first got to my knee's, amid a pile of groaning and moaning, then I waited there a while before pushing myself half up to a crouch and waiting there for what seemed an eternity before being able to extend myself to my full height..............and thats when it hit me. Im fucking cold man.
Not cold hearted, I dont care what those bastard husbands of mine say, but actually cold. Like cold assed type cold. Hell I was under the feather doona last night, this does not look good for winter. Not the point. Point I was gonna make here was this.....It was cold last night, it was cold this morning, I was out of the trakkys and the flanny and the ugg boots for all of about four hours today and now IM about to head back into them. And its only the end of April. Which reminds me, its bastard husband number ones birthday today and also my daddy's birthday. Note to self, make a phonecall. ACtually, note to self: has bbh1 pissed me off lately? hell yes he has, so make that note a make two phonecalls...might as well return the favour......where was I?
Oh yes.......Im not a fan of cold weather. Im not a fan of being cold. I whinge when its cold. I whinge a fucking lot when its cold. I get cranky. I get pissed off. I get irrational. And I get miserable.
I also get to share the bed with PreciousPrincessJunior cos she doesnt like to be cold either. At least she isnt complaining about my current sleeping attire. I know, you thought I was going to make it through a whole blog without mentioning someone didnt you? Wrong! As if I would. In fact, Id go so far as to suggest that more of these blogs have that special someone mentioned in them than not. So there. Back to the point.....Im wearing a pre worn, so smells like already, tshirt I stole off my ever so hot friend of 18 years ago. And PreciousPrincessJunior says I smell goooooood. If I catch her makin eyes at my man I'll feed her brussel sprouts for dinner........
So, thought for this second.....electric blanket, break it out now?
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