Ice Queen

I awoke yesterday freezing. It was like a sliver of ice had lodged in my spine and refused to leave the entire day. No matter what I did, I couldn't get warm. I know it's autumn and that it's supposed to be colder, but I guess I wasn't expecting it to get cold so quickly. Especially since last weekend, I got burnt being out in the sun. So I'm freezing with a sunburn. Makes no sense.

When Chris came home, I gave him a hug. My arms wrapped around him, my fingers grasping against his back. He jumped about two feet.

"Your hands are like ice!"

Heh, sorry. Later we snuggled under the blanket. For some reason, we always have to have a body part touching. When we sleep, we either spoon or make sure the other person is there by touch. Usually, it's our feet. So I moved my foot over to his. He jumped again.

"Your feet are cold!"

Yes, yes they are. I put socks on. I made a giant cup of coffee. I got out a blanket. I still froze all night long. My son wore shorts. Not once did he complain. The boys are radiators and I'm an air conditioner. Unfortunately, no one wants an air conditioner lying next to them in the cold winter months.

I'm so not ready for winter. I just want to be warm, again.