HATE WINTER.

I am wearing a long-sleeved, high-necked t-shirt, with a vest-top underneath, trousers, tights, socks and shoes, and I am STILL COLD. My fingers are freezing and my toes aren't any better. And this is in the house with the heating on.

What have I got to do to stay warm? It's not like I can spend all my time in bed (it was warm under the duvet and snugglyrug, for sure) or do household tasks in a coat and gloves. As it is I'm feeling really bad about leaving the heating on for a few hours, and am probably going to have to turn it off shortly.

I've got to wash my hair today, and that's going to mean a not-quite-warm enough bath, in a freezing cold bathroom, with steam coming off the water, and dying of cold when I get out.

And feeling so cold indoors makes me afraid of going outside, and I actually *have* to go out to buy laundry tablets, collect my new earmould and take a book back to the library. I am a cold and unhappy Lucy, and it's only going to get worse.

do-do, do-do, diddly-do, DOOM.

Bah. I suck.

If I wanted to get to the hospital before the clinic closes I should be running down the road waving at buses about now. Instead, I can't find my fucking hearing aid. Again. I'm right pissed off with myself, and it's not a good feeling. They're not open on Monday and I'm working the rest of the week, so it'll be next Friday before I can sort out the effing earmould now. Damn It To Hell. I really need to get a grip.

In better news, I have phoned the dentist, finally, and rearranged my consultation appointment for a week on Monday, 2pm.

I'm going to stay in, now. Can't face getting all cold just to go to the library. I'll pay the fine on Tuesday. I've got to go out this evening anyway.

Additional bad thing: I broke two more glasses. I have now taken the rest downstairs, though, and am busily dishwashing things. And I have found lots of my warm jumpers and nice clothes, so I will be doing laundry as soon as I can bring myself to go to the Co-Op for laundry tablets.