I’m sitting outside a coffee shop dressed fully in black, with shoes instead of boots, absorbing blissful sunshine.
I look like Catwoman. Meow. 🐱
Why is this blog-worthy you ask?
We already had some snow. Not as much as the Dakotas or Minnesota, but still white stuff.
I’ve had to wear my winter coat at least twice in the past several days already. I thought warm weather was gone for the next 5, 6 months…
It’s November in Canada. 🌨️❄️
An additionally weird thing is that today was the first appointment for one of the cars to have it’s winter tires mounted. Never mind that all week it’ll be 20 degrees Celsius (mid 60s F) or thereabouts.
It’s like the world turned on its head and we’re suddenly a part of the southern hemisphere. 🙃
I’m not complaining. I am thrilled to have access to outdoor patios while these endless restrictions continue to prohibit indoor seating in establishments.
While driving to this little bakery today after I dropped the teen at school I suddenly had a premonition.
I felt like I won some large amount of money with a lottery ticket.
I don’t buy lottery tickets…🙄
But it’s a nice fantasy, no?
What would I do with this money?
Well certainly I would find myself a place to live that checks all my boxes. It wouldn’t need to be big. It might even be tiny. Maybe something like this?
A friend who knows me well sent this to me. 💗
It’s perfect for a solo writer (but not a family in a country with 4 distinct seasons).
I would likely invest most of the money after giving some of it away, and after making a few indulgent purchases. Perhaps a nice new car? Mine is 18 years old…
Anyway. It’s all good. I have everything I need, and more, and this fantasy is just a stupid little dream to pass the time.
Happy Wednesday. And hang in there, America.