Florida Is Definitely More Enjoyable

It’s been seven years since Ginger and I have spent the winter in Ohio. We both had to go shopping for hats, scarves, gloves, and boots. Our thermostat was moved up and down so much, we had to get it replaced.

We simply can’t keep warm.

Our little neighbor boy has shoveled are walks and driveway at least three times. I think he’s about to retire?

One day the temperature hit 17 degrees, and I thought we all hit a heat wave. Now that it is 50 degrees, I’m thinking about playing golf.

The first time it hit -10 degrees, I just about run our little space heater to its demise. I checked the electric meter and I thought it was a time clock. I now know what makes the world go around . . .

Ginger has given me so many blankets on the bed that I actually get hot. She then told me there was an electric mattress pad on the bed too. It’s been a long time since I’ve slept with my socks.

Just this morning, I asked Ginger how to get our down comforter back to normal? She told me I had to take it off the bed and shake the feathers back into place. Some how the feather were surrounding my feet.

Every time I see the temperature in Florida, it makes me cry. My golfing buddies sent me a picture the other day after their round. The message included: Wish You Were Here I immediately sent them a response, “Please get me out of this ice hole”. They responded with, “Round trip air prices as low as $105 per person”.

They just don’t understand. Until I hire a sales person, I’m stuck in this frozen tundra. Thank goodness, my daughter Kelly is helping me.

This week’s bottom line: I’m not going outside until the temperature is above my age!

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