The Winter Humbug

Staring outside the windows in the living room, I gaze upon the trees and leaves blowing in the wind. Winter will be here soon, as the clocks have been set back an hour already. I'm not thrilled. I rather be curled up on the couch with my favorite blanket, with this nice roaring fire going than deal with the cold wind blowing in my face any day. Just the thought of even getting out of bed half the time is just a task most mornings, as I dread my body turning different shades of blue and purple these days. The thought of wearing socks and layers of clothing all winter just makes me depressed, and even makes me mope with disgust. 
I'm not prepared for winter and every year I go through this  overwhelming feeling of hibernating. Most of us do during the winter months. The task of even going outside to the pharmacy to deal with people in the aisles shopping for Christmas makes me sick already.  I can't even fathom the thought of wanting to be out in the stores at this time of year, in a freezing cold temperature , rushing through the aisles, to get that great sale. Not worth it for me, to wind up being sick weeks later. The thought of moving to another state has crossed my mind many times, where the warmer air would be more suitable for my needs. However, as a Mother, I just couldn't do it right now. I sit here and suffer the horrible and terrible blows that Mother Nature will come upon us during the next several months of the cold winter months. I'll sit and stare outside the windows looking at the snow , and dread at times knowing some days I'll have to go outside and deal with the cold blast in my face. 
I hate turning shades of blue and purple during these cold winter months. I'll b sitting next to this fireplace, with my favorite blankets, sipping on hot chocolate and trying to tolerate the next few months of winter that will bring upon us. I rather close my eyes, or just do what Dorothy did in "The Wizard of Oz" and tap her red shoes three times and make a wish. I don't see that happening any time here, and I certainly don't have red shoes either. I dread being cold, and the blast of it in my face or through my body. I'm getting too old for this, let alone younger. Let's hope for better winter months than last year and staying warm people.