Forced myself to work in the yard. I “knew” that would help dilute my depression. Would it be disrespectful for me to paraphrase Martin Luther King? “Warm at last, warm at last; thank God Almighty, warm at last.” It is 4:15 as I publish this message and I do not have the space heater turned on. Seventy-three degrees indoors. Oh, so pleasant!!

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“Here birdie, birdie; here birdie, birdie.”

At my previous location, I could watch the birds while seated in my comfortable chair. To duplicate… I’ll need to set up a Shepherd’s Hook in the open area?!

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As if the frigid weather isn’t enough to contend with (no furnace), I encountered this message when I turned on the TV this morning. Four years ago, I chose to simplify my life (moving to Escapees CARE Center). I’m four years older and mentally and emotionally not equipped for all the new complications in my life!!

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Because the warmest place in my trailer home, I went back to bed (until 10:37). Because I’m depressed, I lack initiative to resolve the frustrating problems.

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Thirty people sat on “the other side of the aisle” when I stood before the Judge regarding the eviction. Fewer folks on my side of the aisle–but steadfast friends. My heartfelt thanks!! In the past two weeks, I’ve heard from friends verbalizing their support–friends far and wide.

For the first time in my life, I have a fast Internet service. I’ve had slow WiFi for years; I’ve learned to be patient and wait (and wait) while the little icon was “buffering.” With the consent (lol) of my handyman, Jim, I decided to abandon the Channel Master, through-the-air antenna, in exchange for Dish Satellite television. Part of the bargain “bundle” (offered by Dish) is Hughes Satellite Internet. In an earlier message I commented on doing research for a bargain. Furthermore, my investigation took me to the Verizon store to check cost of a “hot spot.” Believe me: Hughes is half the price!! Now to explore the quality of the service.

Lorraine dug around in the cargo trailer to locate the spade for the Hughes Satellite Internet installer. During the process, was able to extricate the reading lamp. When “installer” was finished with the spade, I tried to dig a hole for the base of the mailbox. The ground was too hard; I’m not proud of the appearance. When it is warmer, I’ll stabilize….

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It makes me tired just thinking about all the projects awaiting my time and attention!! Furthermore, thinking about the tasks keeps me awake at night!! It’s 5:00 AM as I start this message. After our extremely cold weather, I may not have any plants to nurture. I will limit my future garden. LOTS of gardening paraphernalia to offer at a “yard” sale; lots to offer “free” in an effort to “downsize.”

Previously, so many donations went to the CARE Center Thrift ‘n Gift shop. Not this year. Previously, all my earthly possessions were bequeathed to CARE, and two life insurance policies. My Will has been revised so the CARE Center is excluded.

The temperature outdoors registers twenty-three degrees but meteorologist’ will say “feels like” is several degrees colder. My indoors temperature is sixty-three degrees. My heaters just can’t compete with the outdoors temperature and warm my little trailer home. I’ll have to go back to bed to get warm. (I’m not complaining; I’m just documenting for “my journal”). Many indoor projects I could/should tackle but “too cold.” 

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“If only”… (I hadn’t been evicted) I would be “hanging out” in the warm dining room of the CARE Center.

Five dollars each. Twenty-five for all seven. Guarantee: Lorraine will NEVER wear them again!!

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CARE staff and CARE Board of Directors  lack “loving and caring.” (IMHO.)

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Hated to get out of bed!! The warmest place in the trailer?! Up… and watched the weather report on the NBC Today show. Can’t complain!! So much colder in many areas across the United States. OMG!! All that snow; all those “below zero” temperatures!! Counting my many blessings!! 

The TV meteorologist’ say eight degrees colder, “feels like” temperature, due to the “wind chill.”

Always like to think of an interesting title for my blog. The word “foible“ came to mind. I thought I could label my project a foible but perhaps best linked to the project person??

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Packed away in some unknown location, jars of nails, screws, washers, etc., etc. For decades I’ve enjoyed my own small “hardware store.”

Sweat pants, sweat shirt, “thermal” underwear: Where are they?? Alas, lost in the disorganized items thrown into the cargo trailer (items previously stored in the storage building). Shoulda bought thermals (because we knew the temperature would plummet) but so seldom needed. “Thermals”–and furnace–would feel good today!! Visualize me wrapped in the “Slanket,” watching the Rose Parade (on my newly installed satellite television).

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Far too cold (for this old lady) and TV meteorologist’ are cautioning to cover all plants because sustained temperature in the 20’s. I haven’t any desire to brave the cold; I hate to lose my once-attractive plants!!!! One exception: I covered George Bowden’s little Christmas tree. That is irreplaceable.