winter for almost all of us has come too early. i look at the weather map and know that i'm supposed to be somewhere else but here, but i'm not sure where. i heard the scraping this morning. it was 5:18 when i looked outside to see men shoveling our sidewalk, the driveway having already been plowed. through my squinty eyes that were blocking the brightness from the street lights reflection off the snow covered grass, they looked miserable.
i have new snow boots with furry tops, warm socks, twelve scarves and eight pairs of mittens and gloves and of course a long down coat that has kept me warm for almost nine years, so in regards to my closet, i'm ready. mentally, i still need some preparing.
so i think it's a good day to stay inside. tea and fuzzy socks sound like perfection to me. oh and chocolate, too.