It’s cold enough and I’m tired enough that I can’t seem to think about almost anything… My eyes merely continue to close for increasingly long periods of time at every blink, and my mind keeps wondering why the air hasn’t turned on yet, since the temperature in here is well below the setting on the thermostat… I guess we are kind of wimps here in Houston, when it comes to cold weather. Yesterday and today actually did have cold weather. It was in the single digits of Celsius (I totally don’t know cold weather in Fahrenheit, because I’ve never lived anywhere that uses Fahrenheit and that has consistent cold weather.), and the high was around 15 or 16 Celsius (16 is 61 in Fahrenheit – I know that conversion!). However, our bodies still don’t take it well, especially when it actually is reasonably cold weather like yesterday. I’ve already got a cold going from our sudden drop the other night (combined with my minimal sleep this week, of course), and I’m sitting under my sheets right now, shivering at the coldness of the room (it reads 69), wondering if I’ll be able to sleep if the heat doesn’t come on. I only really set it to 71 or 72 right now, because it isn’t that cold outside. But it’s set higher right now, just to test the system. Sadly, as you can tell, the system is failing me right now. And I’m really tired and want to sleep, but I already know that I will struggle with that, because my exposed skin – aka my face – will be so cold.
Oh, well… here’s to hoping for happy, warm, cozy rest tonight, and cool, crisp weather tomorrow (followed by a spectacular, long night tomorrow night, complete with sleeping in Saturday morning)!
Tomorrow, I am to wear boots. They are cowboy boots. I got them in Vienna, while I lived there a few years ago. For my best friend’s wedding, the bridal party all wore cowboy boots. The night before the wedding, we had a fire outside in the cool, January first air. I had my foot resting on the edge of the ring around the fire pit, not realizing that it was a metal pit (as opposed to a ring around a dirt pit), and the edge was connected to the part holding the fire. I felt a stickiness when I adjusted my footing, and checked my boot to see what its cause was. No, it was not tree sap, but rather the melting of the sole of my boot.
To this day, I recall the incident every time I think of the boots, and I smile goofily (or so it feels to me, anyway) when I see the deep line going across the forward sole of my one boot. I am also grateful that I noticed it when I had, and that the sole still remains entirely functional, despite the sort of gash – I could have burned my foot if it’d gone through the sole much farther!
Just an interesting story about my boots, I suppose. 🙂 Oh, and they’re from a store called something like “New York”.
People look at me like I’m crazy as I walk down the street. I know I get looks a lot of the time, and oftentimes for good reason, but today/tonight has been particularly ridiculous.
Sure, I’m using an umbrella when it’s not raining, but all it takes is a little logic (or perhaps I’m just a bit too creative and/or crazy for the average Japanese person?).
So, it isn’t raining. What other reasons might someone use an umbrella? To block the sun. Okay, but it’s a clear umbrella. And sometimes it’s even nighttime when I’m using it. So, the sun thing doesn’t make too much sense. Okay, why else might someone use an umbrella? It is usually for some sort of protection from the elements, right? So, what elements are at play right now? Ridiculously cold temperatures. Wind. Hmm… I wonder if those have anything to do with it?
As my hair rests calmly halfway beneath and halfway behind the umbrella, you’d think people would grasp the fact that I am using the umbrella to block this frigid wind. But no, they really don’t seem to get it. They just stare at me like I’m totally nuts. Which, by the way, is quite a different look from the usual one I get as a foreigner. Just saying. 😛
It just doesn’t feel like Christmas without family and friends with whom to be jolly. Even when the weather is all chilly slash freezing (literally), it just feels like a cold front. And, watching Christmas films just feels out of season when watching them solo… not like it’s Christmastime.
I guess I never fully realized how much Christmas is a shared event. It has never felt so non-Christmas-y, than it has here, in a world where Christ has no role, general jollity, candy canes, and mistletoe are nonexistent, and family and friends are far away.