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Temperatures the last couple of days could be described as “chilly.”. While in some ways it’s nice, it reminds me of my time living in the U.P.; in other ways it is not so great.

My car won’t start. I’m hoping it will once the weather warms back up a little, but that does nothing to ease my current stress levels. The battery is only two years old, so it shouldn’t be having too many problems.

My other complaint goes back to the living in a really old house thing. My bedroom doesn’t have heat. I have managed to get my room up to a balmy 41°F.

Hamlet is mostly refusing to go outside unless he absolutely has to, which means that he woke me up at 3:00 this morning desperately needing to poop, having refused to do so all day.

With my whining out of the way, a couple of things I am enjoying about the cold:

Cozying up in my bed with Hamlet, an electric blanket, and some freshly microwaved Warmies has been nothing short of delightful.

There’s nothing like hot soup on a cold day.

There are always going to be bad things. Something will go wrong; you can always find something to complain about. But you can’t let it be all you focus on.

Find the things you’re thankful for, the little reasons to enjoy life. If you can’t find any, make some.

I will be making so much more soup this week.