Sea, Sex and Sun OR Chill, Quiver and Cold

All summer long, my man has been indulging in the sea (but no sex!) and sun of California, while I have been lucky enough to enjoy a few cool, pleasant days up here by the artic circle. All the same, I can sincerily assert that I haven’t felt any envy. He can sweat all he wants, he can swim all he wants, he can tan all he wants. He may even eat ice cream all he wants, what do I care. I’ve had my pretty view out of my office window while working away, and I have had those nice sunday mornings on my veranda. Unfortunately, that’s all over now. Only a week ago we had a storm that blew a roof of a house, we had landslides cut roads off, we got rain for two weeks in a row and the wind has been howling outside my window. Not exactly cozy. While down in California, they go about as normal. It’s probably only a matter of time until it will become feasible enough. I am even going to be willing to admit it ...