I read that this morning at 8am, Ottawa clocked its 78th hour in a row with temperatures below -38 degrees Celsius. A new record. For 77 hours and 52 minutes of those hours, we were stuck inside…hiding away. I’m kind of a wimp.
Today, as the mercury started to rise (at last glance at dinner time it was close to -16 which is a HUGE improvement) I had BIG plans. This morning (super husband) Dan took the kids out for groceries and then to a movie. I wanted to get caught up on cleaning and then head to the gym. Perhaps organize a closet or two. Definitely do the laundry.
Instead, I came down with a stomach bug and didn’t leave the house yet again. 3-4 days of breathing recycled air. No vitamin D. No human contact outside my family (though I do admit, they are my favourites). I have an extreme case of cabin fever.
The temperature is supposed to rise overnight with a high of -1 (!!!) expected tomorrow. The timing couldn’t be better. We will be celebrating my birthday a day early. With plans to go snowshoeing and spend a good chunk of the day outdoors drenching ourselves in fresh air and sunshine, I’m hoping that my belly takes a turn for the better as I turn in early on a day that had me horizontal for most of my waking hours.
How do you plan to spend your last days of holidays? My advice? Eat cake. I will be.