I am at a loss of words to explain the weather, nor do I want to dwell on it at any length. But ... THERE IT IS... I'm getting a tad pissed off. It was cold last year too...but this year is different. We will be moving 4 miles further south this year so next year I should be basking in the sun by this time.....heh.
I was thinking about all the stuff we have that will have to be moved. Which is just STUFF, Then I read a favorite blog .....she, her husband and children spend their lives sailing around the world. They work and travel. There last stop was New Zealand to aquire more money to sail. She talks of travelling light because of their lifestyle, but I think it could be more than that. This is what she says about your stuff.
Your things own you.
It is a mistake to believe the common myth that you buy things and then you own them. In reality, you work very hard at some task and then convert that effort into stuff which then consumes your very reason for being. You pile and store and stash. You organize and inventory and display. It lives in your basement and under the bed. It sits in the driveway or hangs on the wall. And every bit of that stuff has ties to your soul, your reason and your sanity. It requires effort to keep it and money to sustain it. It needs a place to live, and it builds friends and a following and a life of its own. Your things are alive in your life, influencing your behavior and decisions in ways that even your family frequently fails to achieve.
Now that my friends is someone who get's it and has the words to say it.