“You can’t survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten.”

Today is warmish and sunny. The clouds come and go. After yesterday, I am feeling accomplished despite my very late rising this morning. Yesterday I was able to tear up my completed to do list, finish all my errands and clean more shelves here in the den. I have even started my laundry on its guilt trip to get washed. The bag and basket are now by the cellar stairs. It was a two trip load from upstairs. If past history serves me, the laundry will sit by the cellar door for a week, maybe even longer. My guilt threshold is very high (or is it very low?). I even put away in the appropriate bin the Christmas presents I bought on sale after Christmas (Be Kind!). I have two more envelopes to mail, but I’ll do that Monday. They are the time capsule boxes for my grands to put last year away.

I’m staying home today. I have no other plans. For some reason I keep thinking it is a Saturday. It feels like a Saturday to me. Saturday is waking up late knowing you have no responsibilities, √. Saturday is slowly digesting the papers √. and watching an old movie √. It is wearing comfies and fleece-lined slippers √. It is eating popcorn, no check yet. That is my treat for after I finish here.

On a winter’s Saturday when I was a kid, I wore the Saturday uniform of sorts every other kid wore. I wore dungarees, girl dungarees. They had a zipper in the pocket and no fly. I wore long sleeve jerseys or blouses and a sweatshirt, just a plain sweatshirt with no hood or pouch, or, if going out on a really cold day, a jacket. I wore socks with my sneakers.

I always wore a pair of mittens in the winter because getting my fingers in each glove finger hole took too much time. Often I had to start over as my fingers were in the wrong holes and the glove dangled. Putting on gloves quickly is one of those I’m not a little kid anymore talents. What’s interesting is I still prefer mittens even though I have mastered gloves. Mittens keep my fingers warmer. My favorite pair is a bright pink fleece.

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6 Comments on ““You can’t survive by sucking the juice from a wet mitten.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today, is just like yesterday including a strong north wind blowing. I can understand that you slept late today and are confused about the day of the week. Sometimes, working from home gets me confused about which weekday and what I’m doing.

    There are two things about working at home that are interesting, One is that it’s hard to remember which day it is because you don’t leave the house and the days all meld into each other. The other one is that I don’t have to dress in my work uniform. When I have an online meeting or class, I wear my uniform shirt, but I wear jeans, not dungarees, and I wear cozy slippers without socks. I keep the laptop’s camera on the desktop pointed straight ahead. If I don’t shower, shave or get dressed while working at home, then I don’t feel right and I don’t get as much work done. The other problem is I snack too much. 🙂

    It’s been a long time since I wore a pair of gloves. Last January I was in Minneapolis and it was in the 50s. I had gloves in my jacket pocket but it wasn’t cold enough to wear them. I just read an article about the warming winters in the south. A guy in South Georgia grows oranges. Now, the winters are mild enough that he can grow them successfully. Who would have thought a Georgia Orange instead of a Peach? 🙂

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      I always try to remember and usually do except once in a while I need Alexa. The day just feels strange to me.

      I get the days running together but at least you do have the times you must look as if you are wearing your uniform. Those times are good hints. I have only Wednesday at 10, my uke lesson, on the calendar every week. I have a reminder. I can wear anything.

      Sometimes my steering wheel is so cold I couldn’t hold onto it or start my car without my mittens. I keep an extra pair in the car.

      I also read that New England will become the new Florida. I know the water is getting warmer.

  2. Rowen Says:

    Visceral quote today. I’m tasting childhood, winter and wet clothes.

    • katry Says:

      I remember my mittens covered in snow which stuck to the wool. I used to flap them in the air hoping to shake the clumps off. The quote reminded me of that.

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