I have officially dubbed our cozy little house a Winter House. (I don’t think that’s an official thing, but it should be.) With this last week’s snow, our house seems that much cozier. The snow outside somehow makes every room seem brighter, more open. I have been diffusing a blend of Thieves, Wintergreen and Lemon and Daniel even turned on Christmas music last night. Safe to say, we are ready. We’ve also had a battle with our heat this week; getting home from work, we love it to be warm and inviting but in the mornings, we both wake up tossing covers off, overheated. Whether it’s morning or evening, our home just seems much more cozy, welcoming and safe in these colder months. I can’t wait to hibernate within the brick walls for the next five months of the upcoming Wisconsin winter.
This week at work was more than taxing, I said to Daniel last night, I really think it’s starting to wear on my mental health. I am not good at the constant rush, push, stress. On a lighter note, last Sunday, we purchased a used dining room table and chair set from one of our friends and it fits the house perfectly. Additionally, one of our groomsmen, EV, moved to Milwaukee last weekend. He’s been talking about it ever since I met him a few years back and finally took a job and moved to the north. He’ll be living with us for an undetermined amount of time and it’s been a much easier transition than I expected. Truthfully, I wasn’t sure how this was going to work out; I have had three different sets of roommates since moving out of my parents’ in 2014 but Daniel reassured me that living with men is much easier than women and this last week has proven that statement correct.
Today, I was wide awake at 6:30a today, so I made a hot pot of coffee which I enjoyed all to myself, then got ready and took Oak on a walk. It’s a brisk 33° but he loved every minute of it. Being the first week in November, I think Wisconsinites are still a little confused seeing the snow covered ground with the still-falling leaves covering the top. Oak didn’t seem to mind, running through the crunchy snow and chasing after the orange, rust and yellow leaves. He would wag his tail, grab a leaf in his mouth and prance ahead a few steps, proud of his latest catch. In a few minutes, I’ll be bundling myself up again and making my way over to the Tosa village for a 45-minute yoga class. To say this is much needed would be an understatement. Until then, I’ll cuddle with Oak on the couch in our bright home and make plans for when I return, to cozy up in this exact spot with a fire burning and the bright sun shining through the open curtains, filling the home with warm, cozy cheer.
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