Some of us here in the U.S. have been
gifted with experiencing some pretty wild storms and weather. Put simply, the weather patterns are acting like it's spring. It was 70 degrees here yesterday. My heat has been off for three days and my windows have been open (except when my husband has closed them).
And yesterday the warm front passed and the cold front came in. That's where the all the storms and tornadoes are, where the two fronts meet. We fared well, the house smells like rain, and yeah it's dropped to almost below sixty, and the wind keeps blowing in and making all the papers in my room flutter, but
it's January and I have my windows open! (And I'm not crazy!)
The bad news is that the roof sprung a leak in our room (it's not bad, but it is a leak)and instead of hitting my word count goal all nice and early I had to rearrange the room so that I could put a bucket under the leak instead of having the bed under the leak.
I rather like the new layout, even if I don't have a wall to cuddle against anymore (I also don't have a freezing exterior wall to move against in my sleep and wake me up suddenly.) The best thing is that I now officially have a workspace.
The parts that you don't see are my 4-in-one printer thing and my red backpack o' writing stuff (notebooks, copies of things to review, extra laptop batteries and wires etc) which are on the floor by said workspace. Excuse the somewhat blurred picture. I sneezed.