. . . and I don’t care. It dipped down to -10C last night; so what. I got dressed up in my thermal underwear getup and I was fine and warm all evening.
I may break down and break out my -40C rated sleeping bag for tonight . . . we shall see. I was a little chilly, but not all that cold. (It’s more of a pride thing.)
The point is that sure we got a skiff of snow last night and there is more on the way for the next few days, but I will be okay.
I have been here before (three winters and counting) in Wanda and so I know what to expect. I don’t like it, but I can handle it.
I don’t frolic in winter, but I don’t wimp out either. There are those who are trying to convince me to rent a room, or otherwise stop living in Wanda, if only for winter.
I keep telling myself that each day that I am living in Wanda and doing so as cheaply as I can, I am moving myself one step forward.
That has never been truer than now. For, as I move forward I am putting ever more cash in my bank account, each and every payday.
That is something worth going through all of this for. After all, I don’t want to live in Wanda for the rest of my life, just as long as is necessary.
One thing that keeps me living in Wanda until my dreams are fulfilled is the promise to myself that I would not rent again.
After moving out of the room that I rented and into Wanda, I promised myself that I would go from living in Wanda to living in my house on my land.
So there is that . . . I guess it is a pride thing after all. (I can be stubborn, but in a good way.)
As always: Keep your head up, keep your attitude positive and keep moving forward!