I turned the electric blanket on for the first time last night. I feel as if I've lost a small battle in doing so. That means it's winter. I may be a little on the extreme side, but I have a tendency to nearly skip fall entirely. Fall is when weather starts to get cool. Winter is the shivering in my truck bull honky I'm currently enduring.

I am worried that I will soon need to bust out the winter coat and wool socks.  I'm really just not ready to give up on fall, but it snowed a couple days ago, and that's frightening.  Granted it was mostly sleety snow, but it was snow nonetheless.  This is the time of year that almost requires that I stay in bed all day.  If I must leave my bed, I need to have my robe within reach.  I didn't have my robe this morning (silly me, doing laundry....), and I nearly cried.

I'm pretty sure I am not going to survive this winter.  I found my missing hat and ended up wearing it while at work the other night.  I was working overnight with one other person, and she told me I looked stupid.  "But I'm warm!" I replied.  Also, I was jogging back and forth to get the blood pumping.  Seriously, it seems like I've never been this cold in my life, and I'm never going to warm up again.

Will someone please turn up the thermostat??