The New Bedding Was Met With Wild Approval
January has been absolute shite in Saskatchewan. The wind actually pelted my face with ice when I tried to leave the house today. I repeat: THE WEATHER THREW CHUNKS OF ICE AT MY FACE.
Compelled by my survival instinct and the burning sensation of frostbite, I found myself in possession of a new duvet, pillows, and a set of sheets an hour later. I am now settling in to live in my bed until March, and Aidan approves.