Yeah, it was a might bit nippy this morning, more so than I had expected.
So, this sums up my morning . . .
Those are not more grey hairs, nor are they white ones; those are frosted and frozen whiskers. This is me after getting to work, after walking that 1km to work in this.
Why? Well you see, as soon as I wake up, but before I get out of bed, I check the weather app, just to see what greets me after emerging from my hibernation.
This is what I saw . . .
No matter how you slice it . . . that’s cold. Sure, that’s the weather outside, but my trailer is not heated so inside it was hovering around -15C (at best).
To tell you the truth, I didn’t bother to look at the thermometer in the house.
It takes a special kind of motivation to get out of bed at moments like that, I can assure you of that. (Remember, I sleep in my skivvies.)
By the time I finished getting dressed, my fingers were getting numb and fumbling. This is even though my clothes were laid out at the foot of my bed.
I didn’t bother to move the truck and trailer, and just walked to work in my plain street clothes. I didn’t even bother to dress up in my cold weather gear.
(My grumbling, bitching and bemoaning at the injustice of it all kept me warm.)
Yet, I am still here, despite the more cold weather to come. Sure, it is not supposed to be as cold as it was, but it will still be darn cold.
Yet, I am still surviving and thriving. I stay motivated by looking at my budget and peak a few ahead; so as to see my savings grow.
I remind myself of my goals and dreams and how enduring this now, is getting me there faster than calling it quits.
I do not like the cold and I hate the bitter cold, but I hate admitting defeat much more . . . so, I’m staying.
As always: Keep your head up, your attitude positive, and keep moving forward!