I forgot to pack my 'Chewie-Suit'. Last Halloween I splurged for a 'costume'. Why all these single quotes, you wonder. Well, the item purchased was not so much a costume as an adult sized onesie pajama suit in the likeness of Chewbacca the Wookie. I wear it incredibly often. You see, I get cold very easily, and when I am cold, I don my faux-furry thick and woolly Chewie-suit, and warm up in no time.
I traveled from my house across 3 states to my folks house for a brief visit. The furnace is awaiting a new fuel tank installation, plus it is not truly cold outside yet. None the less, the temperature in my bedroom is 62 degrees farenheit, so I wish I had my Chewie-suit. I am cozily hunkered under a deep pile of blankets (including an electric blanket to warm up the space before I turn it off and go to sleep). I am also wearing warm socks, a hat, a long sleeved nightgown and a sweater with a cowl neck, so you see, when I say I get cold, I mean sensitive to cold.
This act of writing whimsy has mellowed me out a lulled me to that space on the edge of sleep, I shall succumb to the lullaby leading me to the land of Nod.
I traveled from my house across 3 states to my folks house for a brief visit. The furnace is awaiting a new fuel tank installation, plus it is not truly cold outside yet. None the less, the temperature in my bedroom is 62 degrees farenheit, so I wish I had my Chewie-suit. I am cozily hunkered under a deep pile of blankets (including an electric blanket to warm up the space before I turn it off and go to sleep). I am also wearing warm socks, a hat, a long sleeved nightgown and a sweater with a cowl neck, so you see, when I say I get cold, I mean sensitive to cold.
This act of writing whimsy has mellowed me out a lulled me to that space on the edge of sleep, I shall succumb to the lullaby leading me to the land of Nod.
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