grumble

It’s cold and windy and rainy outside.  We’re due to have our coldest weather yet later this week.  High 30s.  Maybe even that four letter word...snow.  It’s snowing up a storm right now in El Paso.

We’re in the city now, in this drafty old house.  The gas heaters are going.  Not all of them, just the one in the living room and the one in the back room where my drawing table is.  We have one in the bedroom but we don’t usually turn it on and one in the other little bedroom which is now the office.  Sometimes we light that one because in that room, the north wall is mostly windows.  Drafty windows.  We usually hang a blanket over those windows when it gets consistently cold.

This is the kind of winter weather I dislike the most.  And unfortunately, being here on the gulf coast where the north and south are still fighting it out, it rains a lot during winter.  Long hot dry summers, like we had this year, are often followed by unusually cold winters.  Great.

I know I shouldn’t complain.  I know there are people out there enduring cold, windy and rainy weather without adequate shelter, clothing, food.  Without running water.  As bad as the weather is out there, I can go to the bathroom and flush it away.  Still, I am unpleased.

We can’t really work effectively in weather like this either.  Sandblasting is out.  All but one of the panels has been sandblasted and I washed all of them today.  And of those, only three don’t need a little touch up so that limits what I can get accomplished on this job until it stops raining at least.  Instead, I’ll work on the next job, gluing the dicroic glass to the jewels.

Raining, still raining.  I think I’ll go to bed.