Siskin of Ember

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Today on waking, I saw white stripes of frost and snow on the roof next door. But the snow was just a sprinkling, and the sun came out, and it was a beautiful day. I felt regretful at not being out there in it. I restrained myself from going outside and surreptitiously raking after I said I was too sick to go to church. Doing nothing was definitely the best choice, and I felt strangely pleased with myself for picking that option. It felt kind of weird and unusual. I think maybe I don't give myself a break often enough. I should try to get used to it. I mostly just sat around, listened to music, did a little writing, enjoyed the sunlight through the windows while wrapped in a blanket. I did some laundry and ironed a few shirts for packing. It's always hard to decide what to take. It feels like winter here, but I know it will be a lot warmer there. I'm trying to do the packing light thing again, because there is a washing machine on site, so I could just wash things if I run out. But I also want to look nice for my kids, so there's that. Decisions, decisions. I'm hopeful about the cold going away. So far it's still mostly sneezing and aching, and has not blown up into a respiratory catastrophe. Doing nothing FTW!