Usually, I adore winter. I’m a fan of hot soup and thick coats and I LOVE snuggling on the couch with a blanket while watching movies. I love scarves and comfort food, frost on my windscreen in the morning. I love how super-blue Joburg skies look during winter. But this time? I’m over it.
I know it hasn’t been a particularly cold winter. I mean, this time last year? It snowed. It hasn’t been extremely cold, but it has been extremely long. This house is freezing! Parquet floors are lovely to look at, but they’re cold. The whole house is cold. We’ve gone through 6-7 of those 9kg gas bottles in our little gas heater in our bedroom already, and we use our gas fireplace in the lounge every night. I miss our old house that was smaller and easier to heat because we had air-conditioning in every room.
Keeping a small baby warm in this icebox house? Sucks. He’s always got at least 4 layers on, and getting through all those press-studded babygros to change a nappy is hard work. His hands are always cold. As are mine. I’m tired of wearing shoes and socks ALL the time to keep my feet warm. I’m tired of shivering after getting out of the shower or bath.
I’m tired of how brown, dirty and dull Jozi looks right now. Everything is dead and it looks awful. I’m tired of veld fires and smokiness. I’m tired of how awful our garden looks with a brown lawn and most of the plants pruned into sticks. I’m tired of it getting dark early.
I’m looking forward to summer. To a growthsplosion in my garden. Green grass and hot days in the swimming pool. I’m looking forward to late sunsets and sleeping without pjs and socks on. I can’t wait for The Kid to be able to play in the garden in his undies. I can’t wait for the smell of sunscreen and for warm summer evening braais.
I’m sure in a couple of months time I’ll be complaining about how hot it is…but right now?
Winter can suck it!