I Should Have Bought Bronte
Hubby was out this afternoon to check on the taxi car in the parking lot. He called his brother and asked for help just in case the car was snowed in. It was indeed, because they needed to tow it. It didn’t concern me much cos I didn’t know how it looked like out there. After getting a warning signal 2 yesterday, I could only see that the snow has gotten thicker and higher. True to say, this is the worst winter I’ve had in my entire stay in this country. Hubby is also beginning to complain now. Soon we will file our complaint to the weather bureau. As if only we could, lol!
Recently, I bought another down jacket and a pair of boots. I am satisfied with the jacket but not the boots because I didn’t know the would be rather thick like now. I asked hubby how it was outside and he said it was terrible. I should have bought a pair of Bronte boots. My boots don’t really keep my feet warm all the time. And if I wore thick socks the boots would be impossible to zip. I felt several times how my feet froze after walking on snow with unsuitable boots. But it’s spring in two weeks so I am indecisive to buy a pair now. Though this kind of boots are year-round boots. Maybe I should. I should not?
this way to parking lot, please...
Now I know how it’s like when snow falls everyday. I can’t seem to imagine living every winter like this. It gives me a thought to start saving so we could fly to a warmer city in the next winter season. Just a thought. What are your thoughts? 
All Coming Back Again
My holiday break is over and tomorrow I will be in my usual morning struggle to get up, get dressed and catch the bus. I wish the holiday would be longer, not because I have to get up so early but because of the weather. It has been prognosed that the temperature will drop to -15°C in the coming days. Great! Just in time for school start and when everybody’s back to work, too. This means I have to be extra earlier than normal in case the buses don’t come on time; further, it takes time to walk on snow or icy ground, hahaa.
I am quite accustomed to checking the temperature every morning before getting something to wear. But hubby reminded me a few days ago to wear extra layer of warm clothings because there was a news of intense cold in the coming days. I told him that maybe it’s time to take my down jacket off the storage. I have not used it for four or five years, thanks to the mild winter seasons we’ve had all those years. I should remember to hang my down jacket in the hall. As of this writing, it’s still in the storage. I don’t really like to wear it because I look like a robot but I’m compelled to for the sake of feeling warm in the cold. Somehow, I am gratified when I see many robot like-humans walking around, lol! Sometimes it’s not easy to recognize someone you know wearing this kind of jacket with the hood protecting but almost covering the face from cold wind.
Everything’s coming back again, *sigh*. It seems like nothing has changed after the old year. It’s the same routine, rituals, chants, rants and geezz, what more. So far, the only change I feel for this year is the weather, not for the better but for worse, at least for the time being. And I want to the days to move fast, even faster to make it better. Sunrise: 08:50am. Sunset: 15:48pm. With this short days, don’t you want rapid changes? I do…
The First Time
When something you expect is going to happen the least, the more likely it will happen. My memory has been battling a few minor changes these past few days and things just disappear in my clear mind for a while, only to come back at a little later. It can be a normal part of aging but I refuse to accept the fact that I’m getting older. At least not now. Let me first enjoy the feeling of being young and whatever you might think about being young. And why do I refuse? Because I can still sing the ABC rhyme I learned when I was little. I guess everybody does. Wait, I still remember some poems I learned from elementary school. This proves that my memory is not completely at a loss.
But how did I forget my mittens on the bus while I merely don’t do it. And those were not just mittens I bought for myself. I got them as a birthday present from my friends. I so dislike losing things of great value to me. Especially those given on special occasions. I could hardly believe it happened while I’ve been careful to keep my belongings in sight when I’m on a public transport. This is the first time I ever forgot something on the road. I kept thinking about it for days and thought if I could replace them with new ones. My friends had seen me wearing those mittens so they might have thought I liked what they gave me. And now they’re lost forever. It could have been okey if they would see me wearing them once in a while. But not wearing them suddenly at all is a surprise. It’s not that I wear those mittens to show off for my friends how I value their present, but I do loved them. I liked the soft fabric that’s made of. It’s kind of soft leather in the outside and fleece in the inside. Not those in the pic.
It’s awful cos everytime I wear my gloves in the morning, I keep remembering those lost mittens. Last week, I decided to look in the malls and wished to find similar ones. Fortunately, luck hit me that day cos I did find the exact replica of the mittens – amazingly for half the price! They were on sale so I grabbed a pair at once. On sale items are not usually as brand new as the first out sale but what the heck, they look exactly the same as my lost mittens. I’m glad I’ve found a replacement but yet, I can’t deny the fact that my memory was tested on the day I forgot my so precious mittens.
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