Surviving November

I think you all know how much I hate Winter. I struggle to find the beauty in it, especially as it seems to come with so much illness attached. I'm completely in favour of decimalising the year and getting rid of November and February altogether.

I am determined, however, that I will learn to find a way to love Winter before I die. For with every disease there is a cure, right? There has to be a way of not only surviving but thriving in these bleak months.

So, starting today I am finding ways to love Winter - with maybe some 'winter wellness' posts thrown in here and there.

First up :: rearranging the furniture. Yep. I shift things round not only when I'm bored but when the seasons change. It's not a ritual, but a genuine attempt at keeping warm and cosy - I turn furniture away from the windows (which provides so much light and warmth the rest of the year), give the radiator room to breath and face the (fake) fire. I give the babes space in front of the fire to spread out and get cosy.

It's funny, but shifting the focus from the horizon outside the windows to the centre of the room seems to re-orientate the psyche too. The mental shift, the hibernation call, seems to settle down something in us that constantly wants to find the adventure outside into seeking the comfort inside.

Despite my hatred of winter, I do love me some cosy. It's a start.