I’m thinking life would be good as a bear.
Once I begin to see frost on the ground in the morning, once it’s time to scrape the windshield to go to the grocery store, once the cold wind begins to burn my cheeks…I would take my favorite quilt, wrap it around me (all snuggled in), grab a good book or my basket of stitching, turn the fireplace on, and…hibernate.
I could go to Sam’s in early fall, stock up on all the needed Campbell’s Soup, Triscuts and coffee. Make sure the bathroom cabinet is full of toilet paper and toothpaste. Call all my friends and tell them I won’t be seeing them for a while, unless they want to brave the cold. Fill all my prescriptions (cuz that’s what it’s like to be 49andcounting). I would finally up my Direct TV subscription to include all the Premium movie channels. Hunker into my cave and not come out til Spring.
Oh, to be a bear…wouldn’t life be grand!
I sort of do that now.