We're having a cold spell - daytime temperatures in the 30's and nighttime temperatures in the teens. My dryer broke a few days ago, so until the new heating element arrives, I'm forced to use the clothesline. I went out this morning to hang up a load of clothes and things were freezing as fast as I hung them. Everything was stiff as a board. Somehow they managed to get dry - maybe because the wind is brisk and the air is super dry.
I HATE cold weather! After being outside for only a few minutes my hands, ears, and nose are numb. I've tried to keep the cats inside. Maggie May insists on going out as soon as it gets light and she won't come back in until dark. You would think she had sense enough to curl up in the house where it is warm, but evidently her thick fur makes her immune to the cold. Mazie Grace has more sense - she's been spending most of her time inside.
Hubby has been on vacation since before Christmas. It's been too cold for outside work, so he has had a relaxing time watching movies on TV (or rather sleeping in front of movies on TV). I've been just as lazy as he has been. Much time has been spent in my chair with a furry throw and a cup of Cafe Vienna coffee. Hubby goes back to work tomorrow, so I have promised myself that I will get off my butt and clean the house.