A redneck moves from the trailerhood to the suburbs for a little patch of dirt to call home and set up an as much as possible self sufficient lifestyle. Some things will go better than planned, others worse. Hopefully, most will at best be somewhere in between.
Saturday, February 3, 2018
Spring?
I keep a close eye on the weather reports, more than anything else in the news as it effects me more than anything else in the news. Almost of my driving is at night or early morning, this time of year before the Sun comes up. So I want to know if there is gonna be fog, rain, ice or anything else to make my daily commute to and from work more difficult.
I didn't give a damn about the World Series, I don't have any money on the Super Bowl (although I hope and believe the Patriots will take it). I only turn on the TV while prepping and dressing for work to see what the weather is gonna be on my way there and back home.
According to the latest, I couldn't be happier than a hog in a trough full of slop! A full 7 day forecast with nary a night's low below freezing! We may get some rain and wind but no "frost on the punkin" makes me a happy redneck. Both my gas and electric bills came in the mail the other day and I am afraid to open either of them. With a breeze blowing I can easily stand above 80 in the Summer but my old, narrow white butt can't take below 72 in the Winter unless I'm outside and then not for long. That's why people moved into caves and then built houses,right? To stay warm in the Winter.
When I lived in Colorado, in my 20's I could take the cold and snow up to my butt. Now I'm 58 years of age and I can still take the heat but not the cold.
Looking out the back window the sky is white with overcast and cloud so I reckon I'll have to fetch my laundry inside to dry it. The Sun was out when I hung the clothes on the line but we're supposed to have rain (weather gal said late afternoon and nighttime but she may have missed by a few hours). I'll hand my stuff on the heater vents so they'll dry and be nice and toasty when I get ready to put em on. And the hot air blowing on my wet clothes will put a little humidity back in the air in the house. Killing two birds with one rock, eh?
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