Wanting wintry bliss

Here in Sunny Africa we’ve had temperatures soaring into the 40’s over the last couple of months and I have now had enough.

After a year of summer, it is no wonder that I am now praying for winter to chill up my days once again. You see, for the past year it has just so happened that I have always been in a country were it was summer. But, gigantic coats, cozy Sunday-afternoon naps and oversized mugs filled with steaming hot chocolate is all that I’m hoping for now.

…Then it happened a few nights ago. I woke up at 3 o’clock in the morning with a desperate need for the loo. I slipped my feet into my favorite slipper and then swiftly made my way down the hallway with a yorkie following close at my feet. I did my business and then quickly returned to room with my eyes still half closed just to avoid waking up completely. I checked coco’s bed and found that she had returned to my room, I then closed the door and sat down my bed. I kicked my slippers aside and then laid my head onto the pillow. It took me one long second to realize what I felt, it was the crispy cold feeling of a pillow returning to its wintry-state. OH HAPPY DAYS!!! I quickly fell asleep with a big smile on my face.