It has been a cold winter, with record lows.
The temperature was in the double digits, so I got up from under my flannel sheets, three comforters, a blanket, and quilt and took a walk. The wind was 20 or 30 miles per hour, and no one was walking except me, but I struggled on to the library. I decided to thaw out before checking out my books, so I went to the comfortable chairs next to the fireplace…and no fire.
It is a fake fireplace, with an electric fire, and I have sweated next to it in summer. Now it seemed to be broken.
So I sat in the freezing cold next to a window (all the other seats were taken) and read something. Then a homeless person sat down next to me. Although the library is a haven for the homeless, and I want them to stay warm, I like to have a chair or two between us. (N.B. I can diagnose all my friends’ mental problems from years of watching daytime TV with my mother so that they don’t become homeless. The medicine is Blue Bunny malt cups or cookies from the Hy-Vee.)
Then I lost a mitten. I trailed all over the library, looking for my mitten. “Have you seen a mitten?” I asked the check-out person. He had not seen a mitten. Back to the chair, and the homeless person was gone, but no mitten. Back to the shelves, and there was my mitten.
I couldn’t have ventured into the cold without two mittens. I would have called a taxi, I don’t have a phone (I don’t believe in cell phones except for the elderly and the disabled), there are no more pay phones, I would have had to use a librarian’s phone, and I needed the exercise.
Walking was easier.
Really cold, though.
AND I WALKED IN A HAIL STORM. Today I was absorbed in my book, D. J. Taylor’s Kept, and not thinking about walking. Then I took a break to check my email, and discovered the temperature was 47. I donned my spring coat and went for a walk.
It didn’t feel like 47. I figured the temperature was gradually dropping. Then it became windy, and it was cold, but I decided I was fine. Then suddenly small pellets of hail were landing on me and all around me. I WAS WALKING IN A HAIL STORM.
What should I do? Shelter on someone’s porch?
I walked, and it was damned cold.
My face was frozen.
I was very annoyed, because the weather report had said 0% chance of precipitation.
Suddenly there was my husband in a car. He had come out looking for me. I was never so glad to get in a car. (Thank you!) He dropped me off before he went to the store to get healthy foods beginning with “c”: cauliflower, kale (whoops, that’s a k!), carrots, Diet Coca-cola… oops, that last isn’t healthy.
Winter: Who needs it?