My Own Personal Grey

B-fuckin-rrrr!

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It’s bloody cold in here! It snowed on Saturday. Snowed! In Seattle! This rarely happens and when it does it usually results in a short term freak out, slush, and then a bit of mud, nostalgia and an increase in sales of tire-chains, rock salt, and charcoal briquettes. I don’t know what the rest of Seattle is doing, but I’m freezing my tiddly little toes off!

You see, the boat, due to long-winded explanations I shan’t go into, has limited heat as well as a tendency to heat loss. So… while it is 32F outside it’s barely 60F inside and this only due to having the electric radiator on full and a pie baking in the oven. I refer to this phenomenon as “heat by pie” and it’s been a feature for several years when I’ve had to turn in printed revisions during the Winter, turning off the heat to use the electricity to power the printer. As soon as the oven is off, the temperature will drop steadily inside until it’s about 40F overnight. Needless to say, we have a shit-ton of blankets on the bunk and the ferret is sleeping with extra fleecies and spending a lot of his time on the settee where the heat is closer. (On the other hand, we’re not too worried about refrigeration of his special ferret chow since the interior is not much warmer than a fridge anyhow, so leaving it out overnight in the cage is unlikely to breed any interesting bacilli.)

This would not be much of a situation worth whining about except

it’s supposed to last all week.

and i’m in the middle of a revision that’s due (electronically this time, thank the gods) by January 15.

It’s really hard to type when your fingers are blue! Holy fuck-alluia, it’s cold!

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